I was also interested to see what, if any, flowers were still blooming. Along the feeder path I found some yellow Tansy blossoms and some white Yarrow flowers in bloom. Both of these attract a fair number of insects in the summer, but on Tuesday I didn’t see a single one.
A close-up of a different group of flowers:
The woods were quiet, except for a very vocal Pileated Woodpecker flying over. This is only the second one I’ve seen here, so it was a nice treat. A single White-throated Sparrow in the woods and three Common Mergansers on the river were the only migrants I saw.
The warm weather had brought out a number of tiny flies and several Asian Lady Beetles. One landed on my face so I removed it and took its picture:
I tried looking for meadowhawks in a few different places. It seemed to strange to be looking out over the Rideau River on such a warm day and not see any odes whatsoever. Then I decided to walk under the Transitway to a spot on the river further west. There is a place there with a lot of room to walk around on the river bank, though the tall vegetation at the shoreline blocks the view of the water. Sure enough, I eventually scared up an Autumn Meadowhawk perching on the ground and followed him to where he landed.
I was both happy and sad to see this meadowhawk….happy because he was still around, extending my ode season; sad, because he was the only one, and although he looks in great shape, I knew he probably wouldn’t be around much longer as the temperature was supposed to drop again. This is almost certainly my last ode in Ottawa for the next six months.
As I was leaning in close for a photo, he flew toward my face and snapped up a tiny fly buzzing around my head, then retreated with it back to the ground.
And a picture of the same dragonfly on another perch:
Eventually I had to leave the meadowhawk and head back to catch the bus. It was a bittersweet parting. Along the way I found an interesting mushroom growing next to the bike path.
I also saw some Queen Anne’s Lace (aka Wild Carrot) still blooming as well as these thistles:
It was such a beautiful day that I didn’t want to go back to work. I wish there had been more birds and bugs around; although warm days like this in November are a real pleasure, it just makes it that much harder to wait until spring.