Thursday, July 19, 2007

Of Damsels and Dragons.

The bulls have their own separate pasture from birthing in the early spring until mid-summer. The rest of the year it usually sits fallow. With the lack of food to eat, I moved seven of the younger calves into it to take some pressure off the main pastures. To get it ready for the calves, I removed all the corrals, clipped the weeds, and fixed the speedily deteriorating hi-tensile fence. The other afternoon I walked back and was entertained for about an hour by a trio of dragonflies. There is a artificial pond across the road and it drains through the bull pasture. Before it gets to Job Run it has dried up, but back in the pen it is still a trickle more than stagnant.
I like me some dragonflies. Flight control that puts the best trained human dancer to shame. They eat mosquitoes. Wings made of living stained glass. And they won't accidentally run into you.
male Common Whitetails
The three I watched were male common whitetails. They aren't gigantic, but are average large in size. Whitetails seem to be doing the best with the drought. Usually there are five or six crazy colored species along the creek. Wikipedia claims that they stake out an area and defend it against others, but these three were just playing, chasing each other in swoopy circles. Whenever another type of insect blundered into their space, one would buzz and jump on it's back to drive it away. For a while, one wandered away to hover a foot above a female who was laying eggs in the water, quite clearly defending her while she was helpless.
There were several insects that the Dragonflies left alone. Water skimmers were one, another was this damselfly. Damselflies look cool, but are weak imitators of the kings of the creekbed skies.

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Blogger sailfish said...

can't believe the lack of rain you've had! us too, but not to the same degree. we DID, like your article said, get a decent soaking. lots of lightning too, but it wasn't just a lightning storm--at least there was water with it. so how bad is it now? i'll bet this is worse than the drought of 1988.

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