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Florida Mottled Duck


The Florida mottled duck is one of a few non-migratory ducks in North America. They occur only in peninsular Florida where they are found both on the coasts and inland.

Florida mottled ducks have an intrinsic, aesthetic value and are highly prized as a game bird. Also they are a defining member of the unique suite of species characteristic of the prairie ecosystem of south Florida.

It will take an effort by not only the FWC, but all Floridians, to ensure the continued existence of the Florida mottled duck.

This picture was taken in Cape Haze off of a neighbor’s dock…I went to get pictures of another bird, and ended up with this treasure!

No Trespassing!

I suppose I should have known by the look she gave me that I was a little too close, to Ms. Anhinga.

Since I didn’t get the clue, from reading the sign or reading her facial expression, she resorted to an all out squawking scream. Perhaps I deserved that. 


Among birds, the anhinga is the best fresh-water diver. It goes down quietly and hardly makes a ripple. It finds its food in the water. It spears fish under water with its strong bill. It eats insects, frog eggs, fish and even small alligators. If an object is too large to be swallowed at once the bird spears it on his beak. Then she comes to the surface and flips it off, catches it and lines it up for swallowing.

It spreads its wings out, because it needs to dry its feathers. Most water birds have oil glands on their backs, near their tails, and can spread the oil over their feathers to make them waterproof. But the anhinga cannot oil its feathers.

The Sound Of Fall Approaching

Great Horned Owls

Great Horned Owls

Last night I took this picture on our evening walk around Cape Haze.  There is something so hauntingly beautiful about the sounds of these owls.  Their calls touch your very soul.  It fills up the night air with a feeling of something more, something yet to come.  It feels like a sound of Fall.  Just like leaves crunching underfoot, or drifting slowly down and landing lightly on the earth….ahh… the sounds of Fall.  Perhaps that is why I love hearing their calls.  Fall is my absolutely favorite time of the year, and it’s almost here!

Sunday Sights

This is the view that greets you a few hundred feet into the forest!

Chapman's Gayfeather

Chapman’s Gayfeather
Florida native perennial herb, basil leaves 2-6 inches tall, to about 3 feet with flower stalk. An uncommon wildflower of South Florida. 1 of 18 species of Liatris present in Florida, Chapman’s Gayfeather is a Butterfly nectar plant.

Chapman's Gayfeather Chapman’s Gayfeather

Corn Snake

A corn snake bites the prey in order to obtain a firm grip, then it quickly wraps one or more coils of its body around the victim.

A corn snake bites the prey in order to obtain a firm grip, then it quickly wraps one or more coils of its body around the victim.

Very secretive! Spend most of their time underground in rodent burrows!

Very secretive! Spend most of their time underground in rodent burrows!

Corn Snake Can live up to 25 years!

Corn Snake Can live up to 25 years!

Tropical Orb-Weaver

Many orb-weavers build a new web each day. Most orb-weavers tend to be active during the evening hours. They hide during the day. Generally, towards evening, the spider will consume the old web, rest for approximately an hour, then spin a new web in the same general location.


Within a Day

Morning Dew

Morning Dew


Evening Storm


Sun Setting over Cape Haze

In a Blink of an Eye!

 A “Wild High” is the only way to describe finally photographing this beautiful cat!  Matt’s ventilator alarm went off last night, so I was tired and decided walking around Cape Haze to find the bobcat might be good goal.  I was just heading home after an hour and half of a walk-run (hard to run with a camera), literally .1 of mile away.  I was happy, even though I hadn’t gotten the bobcat because I had gotten a great shot of an osprey.  

Resigned to try another day,….until right there she was.  In the Blink of an Eye!  My heart was pounding, and Winston’s hair raised on his back. Winston went into hunt mode. I could feel the thrill of the hunt coursing through every fiber of his being.  Exhilaration an understatement.   We followed the bobcat for about 5 minutes, the whole time she watched us. At one point, I debated to pull out my tazor or keep shooting.  Maybe you can tell which picture I debated that issue on.  🙂 We watched her and I kept shooting, until she finally had had enough of the big red dog, and the lady with camera. Off she went, in the blink of an eye!  In the blink of an eye, a lot can happen, a lot can be said.  A blink is exactly how long it takes Matt to communicate “one letter”, in one blink, one bobcat can appear, then disappear.  In a Blink of an Eye!






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