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Nighttime Noises Revealed

Monday, August 16th, 2010
Moon rising - Night is upon us

Moon rising - Night is upon us

In your travels to a distant national park or from your own backyard, have you ever heard a strange nighttime sound?  Whistling, screeching, howling, clicking, buzzing and things that go “bump” in the night have kept many a camper wide-eyed and sleepless.  We humans are not at our best in the dark of night.  If we can’t see it, we don’t like it.

Insects, amphibians, mammals and birds make themselves heard at night.  No need being scared out of your wits unnecessarily.  I thought I’d provide you a brief sampling of some nighttime sounds to change the “frightening” to “identifiable”.   Once you know what you are listening to and decide you don’t like it, then you have my permission to be frightened.

Insects can fill a summer night with pleasant music.  Members of the Orthoptera family are primarily responsible.  These include crickets, grasshoppers and katydids.  The following  insect recordings are from the Singing Insects of North America (SINA) website.  This fantastic site is still being compiled and is a great library of sounds.  Click on the animal name to  hear their recognizable sounds.

Southern Ground Cricket (Allonemobius socius This is one of 900 species of crickets.  Only the male cricket makes noise.  It is done by rubbing the row of teeth-like ridges on the edge of a wing against the other wing edge.  The wings themselves act as sounding boards.

Snowy Tree Cricket (Oecanthus fultoni) The chirping rate of this cricket can tell you the air temperature.   The temperature in Fahrenheit is calculated by counting the number of chirps in 14 seconds and adding 40.

Katydid (Pterophylla camellifolia There are roughly 6,400 species of katydids, but this is called the  Common True Katydid and one that you might recognize.

Northern Mole Cricket (Neocurtilla hexadactyla The northern mole cricket burrows underground and comes out to chirp at the entrance of its burrow.

The following amphibian recordings all take you to one website, where you can hear these and more, thanks to Michael Benard.  His excellent collection of photos and recordings are for reference and enjoyment.

Gray Treefrog (Hyla versicolor)  This arboreal frog is probably quite familiar to you if you live in the Eastern US;  if not by his appearance, then by his song.  Gray treefrogs can camouflage themselves according to the substrate they are sitting on almost as well as a chameleon.  So anything from green to gray are normal on their mottled, warty skin.   You’ll probably hear a number of treefrogs chorusing from treetops throughout the midsummer night.

Other frogs and toads are commonly heard in the spring during their breeding season.

Spring Peeper (Pseudacris crucifer) This little fellow ( yes, only the male sounds off)  is heard  in the spring when it is calling for mating rights  from nearby marshes, streams, and  ponds.

Green Frog (Rana clamitans) is abundant in the eastern US in pretty much any fresh body of water.

The following mammal and bird recordings are from  Borror Laboratory of Bioacoustics, The Ohio State University, Columbus, OH.

White-tailed deer snorting – usually silent, deer may give a loud air-filled snort when alarmed.

Raccoon - an adult male

Coyote - howls and whines from a pack

American alligator – listen to the low rumbling and disregard the bird

Barred owl – A mnemonic for this nighttime singer almost sounds like, “Who cooks for you, who cooks for you all”.  When two call at each other, people mistake them for monkeys, but of course no monkeys live in North America where these birds reside.

Barn owl – this spooky sounding character has the white color of a ghost to boot.

Of course this is not a complete list by any stretch.  It is however, a fun sampling to help you become more atuned to what is happening in nature when humans are generally “out of it”.  This concert will make a night around the campfire, on the back porch or in your tent an entertaining adventure.

Be aware that all rights are reserved for all these recordings.  The sounds are property of the Borror Laboratory of Bioacoustics, Singing Insects of North America, and Michael Benard and can only be used for personal listening.  Any other use requires you to contact them directly for permission.

National Monuments & the Antiquities Act – Oh to Wield Such Power

Tuesday, August 10th, 2010


The first family in Acadia National Park

The first family in Acadia National Park

Like many Americans, President Obama took his family out to visit a national park this summer.  He, Michelle, Sasha, and Malia visited Acadia National Park last month.  It’s a shame his handlers took his cell phone away; he could have downloaded a NaturePod for his visit.

Standing on top of Cadillac Mountain he might have had the same thoughts that many of us have had; wouldn’t it be great to preserve a big piece of land like this for future generations.  Unlike us though, he has the power to do just that.

There’s a little bill that made it through Congress back in 1906.  It’s called the Antiquities Act.  It was written by a Congressman from Iowa to stop the “pot hunters” he felt were robbing America of its history.  Artifact hunting was a big business back at the turn of the century and unscrupulous treasure hunters were ransacking western federal lands.  Congressman John Lacey wrote a bill with just 4 paragraphs designed to give land management agencies a tool to fight the marauders.  President Teddy Roosevelt signed it into law.

Lacey might have been concerned about protecting Native American artifacts, but Roosevelt read a broader message in the law. Section 2 gave the President the authority to establish national monuments to protect “historic landmarks, historic and prehistoric structures, and other objects of historic or scientific interest that are situated upon the lands owned or controlled by the Government of the United States.”  Roosevelt quickly set aside Devil’s Tower in Wyoming as America’s first national monument.

Devils Tower - the first National Monument

Devils Tower - the first National Monument

Roosevelt might not have read the law very clearly for it states “the limits of which in all cases shall be confined to the smallest area compatible with proper care and management of the objects to be protected.”  At more than 50,000 acres, Devil’s Tower National Monument was a bit of a stretch.

Two years later Roosevelt was at it again.  He set aside 800,000 acres as Grand Canyon National Monument.  By the end of his term, he would establish 18 monuments.  Other Presidents would follow, for the Antiquities Act allowed a President to quickly preserve lands at peril.  The Congressional route to National Park status was often too slow.

It wasn’t until Franklin Delano Roosevelt that Congress modified the Antiquities Act.  By 1943, FDR and his predecessors had used the act nearly 100 times to establish or enlarge monuments.  Congress had even taken the next step and reauthorized these monuments as national parks.  But now FDR wanted to establish Jackson Hole National Monument in Wyoming and the state’s congressional delegation opposed the move.  A fight ensued.  The monument was established, but the Antiquities Act was amended to prohibit its use in Wyoming.

Alaska forced a similar amendment after President Jimmy Carter used the Act to establish 15 national monuments in 1978.

President Obama has yet to follow in the footsteps of his predecessors, but in less than 2 years he has already taken his family to 4 National Parks, 2 of which, Acadia and Grand Canyon, began as national monuments formed from the Antiquities Act.



Who’s That Singing? Easily Recognized Bird Song

Tuesday, May 11th, 2010

Eastern Phoebe; photo by Bruce Dayton

Eastern Phoebe; photo by Bruce Dayton

I stopped my cadre of 5th graders right under the tree where a songster was loud and distinct.  “Listen to this fantastic bird, my friends,” I urged excitedly, and the group of 23 inner-city kids fell silent.  After listening a few seconds I whispered, “This awesome bird sings his name. He’s called a Phoebe.  Do you hear him sing “Phoebe” over and over?” Again, we all listen intently, and I see smiles creep across faces.

“Yea, I hear it.”

“That’s what he says.”

Other murmured phrases and nods of recognition ripple through my rapt audience.

I can’t really memorize bird song very well.  I’m relieved to say I’m not the only one.  The best way to distinguish and remember specific bird song is to translate it into English.  It is not only easier to describe to kids (and adults) but recognizable in our brains.

There are a number of mnemonics that are commonly associated with certain birds. Here is a list of some birds you may hear this month, and the mnemonic of what their song sounds like:

American Robin – “cheery-up, cheery-o, cheery-up, cheerily”

Yellow warbler – “Sweet Sweet, Sweet I am so sweet”

Yellow warbler

Yellow warbler

Eastern towhee – “Drink your teeeeeea”

Black throated green warbler – Zee Zee Zee zoo Zeee”

Barred owl – “Who cooks for you?  Who cooks for you all?”

Whip-poor-will – “WHIP-poor-WILL, WHIP-poor-WILL  WHIP-poorWILL…

Eastern Wood-Pewee – “Pee-ah-wee  Pee-ah-wee”

Eastern Phoebe – “Fee-bbbbbe Fee-bbbbbe”

Black-capped Chickadee –

Call: “Chick-a-dee-dee-dee”

Song: “Hey-sweetie”

Warbling Vireo – “If I SEES you, I will SEIZE you, and I’ll SQUEEZE you till you SQUIRT”

Red-eyed Vireo – “Here I am.  Where are you? Over here.  Look up now.  Do you see?

Tufted Titmouse – “Peter-peter-peter.  Peter-peter-peter.”

Carolina Wren – “tea kettle tea kettle tea kettle tea kettle tea kettle.” (loud and fast)

Brown Thrasher – “Spring’s here, spring’s here, plant it plant it, in the ground, in the ground, cover it up, cover it up…” (doublet after doublet; each doublet seldom repeated)

Chestnut-sided Warbler – “very very very very pleased-to-meet-you” (quite fast)

Ovenbird – “teacher teacher teacher teacher” (with each “teacher” progressively louder)

Common Yellowthroat – “Which-i-ty which-i-ty, which-i-ty, which-i-ty

White-throated sparrow – “Poor Sam Peabody Peabody Peabody” or  “Oh Sweet Canada Canada Canada” (depending on your nationality of course)

Red-winged Blackbird – “Honk-a-reeeeee”

Eastern Meadowlark – “spring of the year”

American Goldfinch – “per-chick-a-ree”


Here are some resources to further your study of birdsong:

The Backyard Birdsong Guide, by Donald Kroodsma – an audio field guide.  Lets you listen to the birdsong with a push of the button.

Lang Elliott’s Naturesound Studio

The Cornell University Lab of Ornithology’s Macaulay Library of Bird Song

Exploring the Language of Nature with Jon Young


May the sound of a familiar songster bring a smile to your face too.


All in a days work for Bloodroot

Saturday, April 24th, 2010


Sanguinaria canadensis (Bloodroot)

Sanguinaria canadensis (Bloodroot)

Can you find a more apt name for this plant whose roots ooze red or

Bloodroot root

Bloodroot root

orange sap?  I think not.  This early bloomer is already in seed in my area, but in the last few weeks, the brilliant white blossoms dotted woodland slopes and stream sides.  The single protective leaf that wraps around the blossom continues to grow even after pollination duties are fulfilled.


American Indians used Red Pucoon, as it is also called, for medicinal and practical uses.  Here are a few:

*Paint skin and dye cloth and baskets

Bloodroot root cross section

Bloodroot root cross section

*Repel insects and treat rattlesnake bites

*Treat cramps, induce an abortion, and induce bleeding

Early settlers used it for the same purposes, plus a few more:

*A few drops of the sap on a sugar cube was used as a cough drop

*Treat skin ailments

*Treat sick mules

The efficacy of these medicinal purposes has not proved out.  Taking this plant  internally is a bad idea as the roots are poisonous.   Just as well.  It is too fantastic a wildflower to go digging up its roots all the time.


Mute Swan Song

Monday, April 12th, 2010

Swan Song is the term used when, after a lifetime of ineffectual silence, a heart-wrenching beautiful song is sung just before death.   This charming folklore is attributed to the beautiful Mute Swan.  Despite the fact that the mute swan makes hisses, grunts and other noises throughout its life, it doesn’t revert to a song before dying.  The name does apply however, when comparing it to other species of swans that are noisier than the mute swan.

Being native to Europe and Asia, the Mute Swan has been introduced to North America and is expanding.  I visited Irondequoit Bay off of Lake Ontario in New York last week and counted no less than 75 birds hanging out.  Thought I’d share some pics.


Mute Swan on Irondequoit Bay

Mute Swan on Irondequoit Bay

Mute Swan

Mute Swan

Banded Male with Female

Banded Male with Female

Male Mute Swan - note prominent nob

Male Mute Swan - note prominent nob


Female Mute Swan - note less prominent nob

Female Mute Swan - note less prominent nob













Wierd Uses for Wildflowers

Sunday, April 11th, 2010

Throughout history and with various cultures, the plant world was the pharmacopoeia for ailments.  Not only that, but some plants were believed to hold powers that could do things besides provide treatment.  Here is a listing of some of the more interesting uses of wildflowers I’ve found:

False hellebore

False hellebore

*False Hellebore was used to call rain, to jinx people and to kill sea monsters.

Columbine flower

Columbine flower

*The Meskwaki Indians used a decoction of Columbine root to heighten their powers of persuasion either at council meetings or when they were trading.


*Iroquois used Columbine to detect witchcraft.


Jack-in-the-Pulpit seeds

Jack-in-the-Pulpit seeds

*Folklore relays that a Jack-in-the-pulpit seed can predict the outcome of a sick person.  The person will recover if the seed, when dropped into water, spins around 4 times clockwise.


Trillium root

Trillium root

*A Native American superstition claimed a Trillium root, served by a young woman to a man would make him fall in love with her.



Robins are Coming – Or Did They Never Leave?

Monday, March 8th, 2010

 

Thank you to Mulletar for this super photo of an American Robin in Winter

Thank you to Mulletar for this super photo of an American Robin in Winter

The American Robin is a migratory bird.  After all, we’ve named it Turdus migratorius. Or is it?

Birds gather in flocks in the fall and fly to Texas or the Gulf states, often as far as Bermuda or Guatamala.  They go to find adequate nourishment.  Check any field guide and it will show you winter range and summer range.

Yet New Englanders like me, Wisconsin-ites, cold-hearty Canadians and others in cold northern climes report more and more frequent sightings of American Robins in winter. What is going on?  Has something changed, or are there just crazy birds who linger?

Some of these winter birds might be more northerly populations that come southward to what is still a pretty snowy, cold place.  If you see some robins with a nearly black back, brighter red breast, more prominent white eye ring and white throat streaking, you are probably seeing the northern race of the American Robin, coming down from Labrador or Newfoundland.

Also, research suggests that some resident robins simply decide to hang out for the winter if there is adequate food.  They then have first dibs on the best territories before everyone else comes back.  Fifty to 100 birds may flock together seeking food sources.  Chances are, when you see robins in the winter, it isn’t just one or two, it’s a whole flock.

One thing going for these resourceful birds is their flexible diets.  Summertime’s abundance of worms and insects suits their needs completely then.  In the winter, robins change to an herbivorous diet, eating berries and other available fruits.  Bittersweet, crabapples, rose hips, mountain ash, sumac, hawthorne, and other berries are eaten. If you put strawberries, raspberries, raisins, blueberries, apple pieces and other fruits out in the winter, robins might happen upon them and enjoy your bounty.

March is when the migrants generally return.  Watch the weather and notice when the weekly temperature averages 37 degrees Fahrenheit. You’ll soon see robins if the snow cover is gone.  Robins tend to appear with warm fronts, when rain drives worms from the thawing ground.

 

Cades Cove Loop Road Closure

Friday, March 5th, 2010

Cars on Cades Cove Loop Road

Cars on Cades Cove Loop Road

Are you a Cove-ophile?  If you just can’t get enough of Cades Cove in Great Smoky Mountains National Park and go  back time and time again, you’re a Cove-ophile.  Maybe its the mountain vistas, the tranquil cabins, the prospect of seeing a bear or two, graceful deer grazing in the mist, or an appreciation of days gone by.  There is certainly a mystique here.  Like eating a single potato chip, one taste is often simply not enough.

Alas, starting March 1st, the Cades Cove Loop Road – one of the busiest roads in the National Park System – will be getting a face-lift.  After having served an average of 2 million visitors every year for the past 30 years, the road has been sorely in need of major maintenance. No one, not even Cove-ophiles are allowed.The complete loop road, all the land inside the loop and up to a quarter mile outside the loop, including trails, will be closed from March 1st until May 21st. or so.  Contractors are tilling the old pavement into the underlying roadbed to repave the entire eleven miles.So what is a Cove-ophile to do?

I have a suggestion.

Rich Mountain Loop Trail is still open. This is a good hiking choice roadwork or not, and is one of our favorites. The trail starts at the entrance to the Cades Cove Loop.  Although it is within the ¼ mile exclusion zone, the NPS insists hikers will be allowed to use it.

Using your Cades Cove NaturePod to accompany you, you can get a rich Cove experience as you hike. After traversing about 1/4 mile from the parking lot, you’ll spot a big mound across the field. Many refer to this as the “Indian Mound.” A diviner once doused the mound and claimed there were 150 natives buried there.  Archeological digs endeavored to substantiate graves in the mound but have determined it is nothing but dirt.

A native American known to have inhabited the Cove is Chief Abrams.  Some claim that Cades Cove was named for his wife Catie even though there appears to be no historic record of her existence.

Moving along, you will come to the John Oliver Cabin at mile 1.3.  As you investigate his cabin listen to the story of the Olivers on your NaturePod.  It is much like the story of many Americans.  The Olivers moved here in the early 1800s to begin a new life.  Times were hard, especially that first year, but with grit and determination they not only flourished but helped establish the ensuing community.  John helped build the Primitive Baptist Church where he and Luraney were quite active.  The couple is buried in that cemetery.  Although you won’t be able to access the church this spring, you can use your NaturePod to listen to a Harp Sing that may have filled the church’s rafters with a joyful noise.

The next quarter mile takes you past a chimney on your right.  Look sharp because the forest is absorbing it.  As the trail climbs Cave Ridge, listen to the story of Joe Gregory’s Cave that lies deep below you.  Legend has it the cave was used for all sorts of purposes, some of which were better suited for underground activity – literally and figuratively.

As you approach the junction with Indian Grave Gap Trail, you will catch a glimpse across the Cove.  You are now standing on the land once owned by Peter Cable and later his son-in-law Dan Lawson.  Both men became wealthy land-wise and were prominent figures in this community.

So many stories to tell and so many people to “meet” in this Cove.   Although the NPS has chosen this spring to undertake much needed road repair, it should not discourage you from learning more about the magic of the Cove.  This valley is a spectacular place, and with your NaturePod, you can have a ranger with you as you travel in the footsteps of Chief Abrams, the Olivers, Gregorys, Cables, Lawsons and so many more.

 

Be aware of other closures in the Smokies for repaving:

Clingman’s Dome Road

Roaring Fork Motor NatureTrail

Parking area for the Sinks

These have been scheduled for closure from mid February until the end of May.



Leafy Tree Tufts – Squirrel’s Winter Refuge

Friday, January 29th, 2010

 

Grey Squirrel heading down tree

Grey Squirrel heading down tree

Grey Squirrel with a mouthful of leaves

Grey Squirrel with a mouthful of leaves

Yet another trip full of leaves

Yet another trip full of leaves








This fellow was certainly focused.

Scampering down, heading under the deck, emerging with a mouthful of brown leaves, scampering back up.

This happened time and time again. I’m thinking this is not exactly the time of year to be building a drey, or squirrel nest. Usually a squirrel has a snug nest before winter’s onslaught. Maybe some leaves blew away and it needed refurbishing. Perhaps this fellow’s drey was damaged and he needed to make a new one.   No matter the reason, it is not unusual for a grey squirrel to build several dreys.

A couple of Squirrel dreys

A couple of squirrel dreys

The basic framework consists of twigs and lots of deciduous leaves. It could be lined with dried grass or even feathers. Looking skyward in the branches of deciduous trees you can easily see dreys. The topmost cluster of brown leaves are the summer houses.

Grey Squirrel's winter drey

Grey Squirrel's winter drey

The more sturdy winter drey is usually located lower, in the fork of a tree. This winter abode is bigger, well insulated and lined. It is a good place to curl up on the coldest of winter days.


Take a count of these leafy abodes on your next winter walk and think of our industrious friend curled up inside snug as a squirrel in a drey.

Bittersweet – the Good and the Bad

Monday, November 30th, 2009
Oriental Bittersweet berries

Oriental Bittersweet berries

I’m not talking about chocolate, a musical group or a pastry shop.

At this time of year, with deciduous leaves not obscuring your view, and the woods and thickets kind of drab and colorless, you can find a bittersweet vine readily in the northeastern US.  Its bright orange/red berries framed in bright yellow bracts stand out and look rather beautiful in the dreary roadside woods.

There is an American bittersweet (Celastrus scandens), the native “good” bittersweet, and Oriental bittersweet (Celastrus orbiculatus) the troublemaker.  They are much alike in their twining habit, except that Oriental bittersweet is the more aggressive, making American bittersweet less and less common.

Close examination can tell them apart most of the time.  Oriental bittersweet has nearly round leaves, and the flowers and ensuing fruit are borne in axillary clusters.  American bittersweet’s leaves are longer than wide and taper to a point at the end.  The flowers and berries grow at the end of a stem, not at the leaf axils.  Trouble is, the two plants hybridize, and the offspring can be a little of both.

Both C. scandens and C. orbiculatus twine around trees but the exotic one can trounce through a woodland and take over the place.  If it doesn’t strangle its host tree by twining around its trunk, Oriental bittersweet can overtake it and shade it out.  Either way, tree loses.

Birds, rabbits, grouse, squirrels, voles and other rodents eat bittersweet.  Although they look beautifully tempting, the berries are not edible for humans.  Even if you manage to choke down the horribly bitter-tasting berries, they’ll probably make you sick.  Leave them for the wildlife.

Wreath decorated with Oriental Bittersweet berries

Wreath decorated with Oriental Bittersweet berries


Basket decorated with Oriental Bittersweet berries

Basket decorated with Oriental Bittersweet berries

Thinking about upcoming holidays?  Why not decorate with bittersweet?  Because of their bright color, floral arrangements, basket decorations and other floral activities make use of sprigs of berries.  You too may be inspired like me, to a “Martha Stewart Moment” and collect a few twigs for bringing some color into the house.  I cut some branches and used them to revitalize my wreath as well as decorate a basket.

Be extra careful however, in keeping track of the berries.  Don’t inadvertently aid in the spread of this invasive plant.  I worked on newspaper, and made sure that any wayward and unused berries got put in the trash – not dumped in the woods or compost pile.  Better yet, burning them would have been a better idea.


So get outdoors, and look for the brightness that is there for the finding.