I had some time to kill, so I sat down at a table in the Corning Preserve and watched the natural world go by.
Young birds everywhere!
“Are you sure you don’t have any stale bread?”
Sturnus vulgaris, uncharacteristically sleek.
Gray Catbird, featuring rufous underparts.
Papa House Sparrow, another snappy dresser.
And on the table:
Tiny color-coordinated spider of the quickly-scurrying variety.
The smallest imaginable leaf-hopper. Species unknown — I googled ‘leafhopper green curly tail’ unsuccessfully.
And an amazing caterpillar, soon to grow up to be a White-marked Tussock Moth. Its head shone like a coral bead.