This colony of Great Egrets was hunting for food in a flooded field close to the Mississippi River. Watching as they waded around among the Butterweed was a stunning sight.
“To walk in nature is to witness a thousand miracles.” ~Mary Davis
While visiting the Reelfoot National Wildlife Refuge, I was able to spot a couple of frogs — a Green Frog and a Gray Treefrog. They were both sitting on logs, soaking up some sun.
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Well,
if I were a belly-floppin’ frog
I’d sit in the sun on a little old log,
and I’d doze
doze
doze…
with my eyes closed
closed
closed…
if I were a belly-floppin’ frog
Ribbit!
~Unknown
Due to heavy rains, the Mississippi River recently overflowed its banks and went beyond the tree line. These photos were taken on the levee near Tiptonville, TN.
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Rain water also encroached on the land surrounding Reelfoot Lake. This brought some animals in closer than they might usually come.
“Many waters cannot quench love, Nor will rivers overflow it …” ~Song of Solomon 8:7
As we rounded a curve in the road, there sat two rabbits — an older one and a younger one. The older rabbit quickly hopped away, but the younger rabbit lingered there a little longer and continued to enjoy the delicious grass.
“Life is so extraordinary. Wonderful surprises are just around the most unexpected corners.” ~Rosamunde Pilcher
The adult male broadhead skink is brown or olive brown with an orange head and wide jaws. I encountered this one on a boardwalk at the lake. He was moving along in a hurry, but then realized that I stood between him and the place he wanted to go. He stopped, uncertain about whether or not to proceed. Finally, he mustered up his courage and moved forward, and I politely stepped out of his way.
“You don’t have to have it all figured out to move forward.” ~Unknown
The Rose-breasted Grosbeaks are once again migrating through on their journey to their breeding grounds up north. Like clockwork, they stop over each spring to rest and dine on seeds from the feeders before continuing on their way.
“There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under heaven.” ~Ecclesiastes 3:1
We spotted a small flock of Bobolink on the levy near the Mississippi River. The males were dressed in their attractive spring plumage. After breeding season, they will molt and take on the buff-brown colors of the female.
… Upon a tuft of meadow grass,
While thy loved-one tends the nest,
Thou swayest as the breezes pass,
Unburthening thine o’erfull breast
Of the crowded songs that fill it,
Just as joy may choose to will it …
~James Russell Lowell