I spent Saturday night bogged down in Friendship, doing what I usually do.
Whip
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another barren night
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Mid-June brings a gradual fade to (near) silence at night in the pine barrens, as the frogs and birds get to other business. After the loving ...
I wish I had spent more time listening this season. Here's a guy carrying a definite look of longing; it's as if he misses somebody.
Wonder who that could be?
I wish I had spent more time listening this season. Here's a guy carrying a definite look of longing; it's as if he misses somebody.
Wonder who that could be?
I recognize him.He couldn't get any girls that night we were out there because he had a little wonk.when he wonked it wasn't as big of a wonk as the other wonkers so the girls knew he had a little wonk and started calling him wee willy wonker which made him very sad and then he started overeating,instead of mosquitoes he started binging on fat grub worms and hence the sad fat little wonker you see before you.
Alfie
Alfie
Hey you big handsome treefrog. Why don't you come over and see me sometime? All that wonk stuff doesn't mean a thing to me and I know that isn't a big grub belly, it's just a fuel tank for a love machine. Hop on over, Lea Pard.
Just nothing like having a vivid imagination, is there? And from a naturalist too, go figure! I thought you scientific types had to stick to the facts.
Now from MY point of view, he's the perfect shape, the way God made him. The contemplative look in his eye is because he's composing a marvelous symphony for next spring--dozens of frogs from all over the Friendship bogs will travel to that one beautiful pool, and Whip will be astounded at the incredible harmony and (having brought along plenty of memory) will make the recording of his lifetime. AND will post it here on this Forum for all of us to enjoy.
Howzat, Alfie?
Glo
Bill it is true must now carry his memory with him wherever he goes because when you get as old as he is it tends to leak out your ears when carried in the head.thats why they make SD cards now for people who have lost their memory and must now carry it in their pack.this is why whip makes these recordings.because he frequently loses his way in the barrens at night,I don't know how with all the original looking pine trees for landmarks) and he can use these recordings to form a sort of SD memory that he can use to navigate by.sort of like echolocation used by bats only this will be on his card for reference.he will know each pond as he comes to it and can form an audio map of the barrens to travel by.I know he is old but his hearing is quite sharp yet,his eyesight is not bad either but he has a horrible sense of smell,he reguarly travels with me doesn't he?
Alfie
For such a youngster, Alfling, you do have some good ideas . . . like the SD echolocation plan. An audio map of the barrens would be quite cool.
Glo
Late night, listening to a beautiful edition of Star's End on WXPN, letting the music take me to another place.
That April afternoon and evening ...
Hawkin Bridge
Friendship
Mr. Bubbles
That April afternoon and evening ...
Hawkin Bridge
Friendship
Mr. Bubbles
A fantasia of colors, Whip. The water in the river appears frozen, and the Friendship shots . . . an "other world" of mystery. Much here to dream on. Thank you.
Glo
Glo
the quite quiet night
This evening, Alfalfa piloted the sand-road craft in the direction of the Tulpehocken River ...
... my favorite place in the entire universe; we then walked to a series of ripples located upon the same ...
... where a recording was made while the sun spun down and away from a distant location upstream.
A side trip was taken slightly distant, downstream ...
... for a failed attempt to locate remnants of an all-but-forgotten saw mill.
After dark, we wandered, listening for the season's first chattering insects ...
... along those vacant sandy ways ...
... but were instead treated to silence.
This evening, Alfalfa piloted the sand-road craft in the direction of the Tulpehocken River ...
... my favorite place in the entire universe; we then walked to a series of ripples located upon the same ...
... where a recording was made while the sun spun down and away from a distant location upstream.
A side trip was taken slightly distant, downstream ...
... for a failed attempt to locate remnants of an all-but-forgotten saw mill.
After dark, we wandered, listening for the season's first chattering insects ...
... along those vacant sandy ways ...
... but were instead treated to silence.
Nothing wrong with silence! Looks like you had a good evening for your exploring.
Guy
What a beautiful river, Whip, with such a melodious name. Might it be a Lenapi word? I like the dream-like quality of the interpreted photos and the insights they provide. They lend themselves to reverie.
Glo
Glo
tulpehocken means turtle creek. hocken,hawken,hickin are all variations of an lenape word that meant stream.tulpa supposedly came from a word meaning turtle.there is a tulpehocken creek in pa too.wissahickon has the same word in it spelled differently.
Al
Al
Spotting the first guy of the year is always a challenge. Tonight, I was in a small pond full of ear-piercing peepers, shrieks echoing like mad. But once one focuses down, and lets the eye see past the aural distraction, the little guys start popping into view all over the place.
Here's my first. I get, like, religious, closing in on #1.
leopard submerged ...
night trail ...
Here's my first. I get, like, religious, closing in on #1.
leopard submerged ...
night trail ...