What is Olaf up to? Well, I've been spending the last few weeks trying to save the monarch butterfly, one butterfly at a time. My neighbors and me have spent a lot of money planting milk weed and trying to encourage and feed the caterpillars. We've saved caterpillars crossing the street, moved them when they've eaten up their plants and saved them from being tossed out with the pruners. This is the first caterpillar we've had hatch from an egg so far. He is busily eating a leaf. We'll see if they eat us out of house and home.
So today, with nothing better to do, I had to go birding, so I got Silja organized early and we headed out east this morning to check on the status of the Florida scrub-jay population at the Allen David Broussard Catfish Creek Preserve State Park, what I call the "Catfish Hole." It is located out in Polk County Florida and has miles of very sandy trails and loaded with the endangered birds. My favorite spot to find them.
There were quite a few tufted titmice, eastern towhees, and a whole lot of Spanish Moss. Nothing says the South more than Spanish moss.