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Over the last 3 or 4 years, I have seen a Black Phoebe spending the fall and winter months at the Arboretum.

For a long time, ladybugs intimidated me. That’s because I knew there were lots of species, and I was hesitant to dive in and figure them out.

As I head up the Zigzag Trail, I find myself shuffling through a colorful mosaic of bigleaf maple leaves.

The other day, I saw what I thought was a moth flutter past and land on a tree. What I found sitting on the bark, though, was a caddisfly, which is neither a moth nor a fly. 

The other evening I watched a Barred Owl zigzagging down the Creek Trail corridor hunting for food. It would sit on a perch about 10-20 feet off the ground and scan the area with its eyes and ears. When it zeroed in on its potential prey, it silently drifted out over the meadow and pounced.