On a walk along the ditch in the light of the setting sun to Village Pizza for the weekly treat, the dusty ground was covered in lizards lying sideways to the rays to catch the last bit of heat before the cool evening. Day temps are around 100 and night time lows are around 65, quite a wide range. I know the amphibians are out in the evening once the night temps are above 60. There was a few rustling in the grass of snakes I did not see but I have learnt to hear.. the lack of legs rustling I guess. Anyways, it sounds distinctly different. There were lizards everywhere, most sunning, but some were eating large beetle grubs. The tracks in the dust can be hard to see, but their small tail drags are pretty distinctive, especially as the shadows in the late evening from the low sun emphasize the ridges in the ground.
On that section of the scuzzy ditch, the plants have grown very tall in the ideal conditions of farmland run off, high water table and constant sun. The west side has weeds that are dense and about seven feet high. Those thick beds of cat tails and pigweed hide an abundance of insects, random critters and birds
like these red ringed black-birds, that are marsh living specialists. The large grasshoppers have joined the other beetles, dragonflies, butterflies and wasps along the ditch. Grasshopes in general are pretty amazing creatures everyone usually takes for granted. They hide in plants and munch on the tenderest parts. Some like the locust can explode in numbers and change their shape to migrate and fly across the farmlands. But even normally few people realize they are not usually found in grass, and that they can swim, crawl, hop and also fly sometimes.
A similiar looking species, but no that closely related are the katydids that hide among tree leaves and sing in the warm evenings along with the chorus of crickets, and occasional cicadas.
These big bugs moving around mean that the toads are out and I have just started seeing them again after a brief early blitz. They suffer from dog attacks, and car crushing but they are pretty resilient critters. A big one like this will be 5-10 years old and given the mortality of tadpoles (>90%) pretty lucky to be alive.
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