Showing posts with label winter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label winter. Show all posts

Tuesday, 26 February 2019

Indoor cats, outdoor weather

It's been a wet, cold February. The photographic opportunities lie in the wetland. Friends on Facebook lay on beaches. After our 15 mm rainfall, it's tough walking.
I stopped, with a dirty camera lens, to grab an anticrepuscular cloud and sky shot.


With the freeze thaw, the snowblower froze to the garage floor! (It thawed the next sunny day!)



For those nagging us to keep cats indoors, not a problem.
Annabelle hunkered down on my pillow. JB made the bed around her. Do you like my new nightie?! A touch of colour on these dark days.


I so miss my Daisy May. We had such joy together on our forest walks. We are all calmer and happier without the stress. Hooper and Annabelle like to sit on top of me, Hooper on my lap, Annie on the footrest.



I snapped these with the zoom lens, through the window! That lovely frozen rain...


In the dark, and the thawing days, Butch arose from slumber. They've been quiet in the deep cold.



Monday was hell for some people. Lake Effect Snow is common around the Great Lakes. Six hours to clear the scene, 70 cars involved. One minute you are fine, the next, snow squalls. Ribbons of snow. This is winter!

Only minor injuries, thankfully, even a cop was hurt. Very lucky.
Lake effect snow... the ribbons of snow are amazing.


The wind map is interesting, from my armchair!  The winds pick up the moisture from the lakes. It all depends on the weather, and if the lakes are frozen over. If not, the winds pick up even more moisture from warm, open lakes. The lines show the wind direction. You can check out the surface temperatures there, with annual comparisons.
animated surface currents

Tuesday, 10 December 2013

Do you know who creeps about in the dark?


Flying squirrels!


I thought about these the other day. There aren't many critters who visit a bird feeder in the night.

When in Muskoka, on cold February night in 2009, I realized that Sadie cat was sitting staring at the bird feeder in the dark. She'd get up and down off of the bench beside the bird feeder.

Then, her head would bob up and down. I thought she'd flipped! I didn't know what it was, at all. After some research, I realized that they were flying squirrels. There were two. It took some time to figure out how to video it (see below), in the dark, and it's not a great video, but it does show you how they bop up and down, like little hoppy rabbits!


I did some more research, just for my own curiosity.
There are two species on this continent: Northern flying squirrels (Glaucomys volans) and Southern flying squirrels (Glaucomys sabrinus). The Northern inhabit all of Canada, right up to the Yukon, as well as Alaska. The Southern can be found in the Eastern part of the continent, from Florida up to Michigan.
They are about the size of a red squirrel, about a foot long including the tail, with lovely fur flaps or membranes that allow them to glide. No, they don't fly, but they can steer with their flaps, up to 50m diagonally from a tree to the ground, able to make turns.

They have scent glands in their cheeks, to help them find their way, and they live in tree hollows of one sort or another. Nesting materials, like many tree rats, includes soft, cozy mosses and shredded tree bark.
The are omnivores, eating just about anything in season: berries, lichen, fungi, insects, worms, slugs, bird's eggs, tree buds and even sap. There are horror stories of them drowning in open sap buckets.

Predators include similarly nocturnal owls, of course, as well as other tree climbers such as weasels, fishers, and snakes.

As with many species, of both flora and fauna, they are believed to have been impacted by both Climate Change and Habitat Loss. Scientists have found that the Northern and the Southerners have crossed paths, and some research shows that about 5% of the study population had mixed genes.
Now, you know governments, and lobby groups. They are arguing about what to call the mixed breed. The US  National Flying Squirrel Association, wants it to be more American, according to the 72-year-old co-founder. 
According to an October article...Southern Flying Squirrels Land in Canada
Southern flying squirrels are moving into the habitat of Northern flying squirrels. Now people are debating what to call the hybrid offspring. 
Steve Patterson, a Canadian educator who uses flying squirrels to teach ecology to school kids and other groups, says in presentations he already refers to the Northern species as "Canadian" because they're "quiet, reserved and peace-loving," he says. "The Southern, on the other hand, is noisy and boisterous, and bullies the Northern flying squirrel," which is the larger but more docile of the two, he says.
There is, of course more controversy. In Canada it is illegal to keep wild animals without special accreditation. The same is true in some states. Steve Patterson, around 2004, tried to adopt a young squirrel for educational purposes. THAT is a long story, but he did, finally, win
His web page is fabulous, featuring many topics on this little critter: taxonomy, anatomy, predators, life cycle (about 5 years),  parasites (e.g., lice, mites, fleas), range maps


Much fun, Hilary. Thanks!
Post of the Week!

Sunday, 1 December 2013

Dorah and Buster playing in the snow (video)


Cat walkies in the snow from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.
Off we went, into the forest for walkies. With 20 cm (8") of snow, Daisy was a trooper and kept up with me. Buster didn't like the whole deal, but had to come along. Dorah was somewhere in the middle, lagging behind with big brother. It was about -10 C. in the morning, up to -5 in the afternoon, but with the sun going down, it was a damp kind of cold!
Buster jumped on Dorah's head, just for fun! What a boy! She gives as good as she gets.

Wednesday, 18 January 2012

Trip through the bog

I have a grand time going out for walks. With my GPS I can track my trips. The road is never far away, I don't truly need it for navigation, but it tells me where I have been, how far and how fast my trips.
I did 44 minutes, 1.1 km on snowshoes, through a semi-frozen bog.
Here is my track.

This is what the bog looks like in winter. I popped in some photos of the bog in summer, as the contrast is amazing!

Property markers: 4 cost us nearly $900!


This is water in summer.
Everyone likes to use this path!



This open spot is frozen, but not all of it is solid.

I'm still getting soakers in the middle
if I don't wear my snowshoes!

Salamanders sleep, frog, tadpoles, minnows
all are asleep.
These trees fell over during the drought in August.

The resulting cave is sanctuary for something!

Who is missing?






Thursday, 29 December 2011

Hard to get good help these days!

It's been hard to watch the skies as we've had some cloudy days. Buster & Felix decided to help me shovel snow.

Buster chickened out. He stayed indoors.
It was pretty cold and windy.

I did the sidewalk, slushy snow/ice under 5 cm of snow.
Winter is here with a bang.
Felix looked at the snow-covered driveway.

He couldn't believe it!

He roared onto the snowy driveway,
then onto the lawn,
then pretended to climb a tree.
Felix wasn't much help. He went to the door, and asked to go in and I lost me helper. He isn't amused by the noisy snowblower!