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A humid haze is hanging in the air and I always feel like I need to clean eyes for a clearer view. I am still adjusting to how southern humidity makes photographs appear to have been shot in a fog. As I enter the park at the Arlington Lawn the moths are back at the flowering bushes early this morning. Today there is a greater variety diving into the Flower bells. I have not witnessed this activity later in the morning they only appear to come to feed just after sunrise.
As I head up the Tufa Terrace a lovely female Cardinal is peeking at me from the leaves of a Tree. As she takes off her rapid acceleration leaves me with an unusual photo. Her body is nearly invisible with only her feet showing on the Tree, I giggle when I see it on my LCD screen. Be sure to click on it in the image set below, it will make you laugh.
In March 25th of 2010 I took a picture of a Feral Kitten I spotted on the Short Cut Trail. As I reach the Short Cut Trail head I realize I am now stalking the same Kitten that has grown to a Cat. I am surprised it does not detect my presences and I am able to take several photographs before it spots me and runs off into the Forest. I am hoping I can get a Cat rescue group to come collect it as it is an unnatural predator that is likely killing the smaller park residence.
When I am hiking along the Hot Springs Mountain Trail I run into an old friend near the rest hut. We first met at Goat Rock after an Ice/Snow Storm on January 20 2010. Baxter the Beagle was out with his friend Annie, today Baxter is on the Trail with Annie’s Mom.
I connect with the Honeysuckle Trail then head down the Floral Trail to leave Hot Springs Mountain. At the bottom of the trail I spot a glorious blue cream and orange Moth in the grass. It is so tiny I almost miss it’s beauty. I head home on Fountain Street along the edge of the park, a sweet Squirrel peeks at me from a tree in the park. It is a wonderful sight and the perfect end to my morning hike. I miss the Squirrels!
Play outdoors and become a child again.
Much Love,
Lee