Well, it’s not wildlife, exactly, but it’s appropriate to the Halloween season. These photos come from reader Steve Pollard, whose narrative is indented. Click on the photos to enlarge them.
Not exactly wildlife, but anyway…Motts Mill is a hamlet of about a dozen cottages situated down a quiet lane in East Sussex. Each September the village is filled with scarecrows, all made by a local genius. Here’s a selection (cameraphone only; sorry).
The last scarecrow is to celebrate the English footballer Chloe Kelly, who whipped off her shirt after scoring a goal in this year’s Euros. Original image below.
There were two brief videos of scarecrows that moved, which were great, but I can’t embed them. Here are the screenshots of those:
Finally, today’s token wildlife from reader Christopher Moss. Note: the species is now called Pseudacris crucifer.
One of the interesting things about living next to a pond is that it not only provides the mosquitoes that to try to enter the house, but also spring peepers (H. crucifer – note the ‘X’ on his back.). These are the tiny frogs that start to sing in the first week of May here, making the night ring just like tropical tree frogs. This guy was on the inside of our bathroom flyscreen today. How that was accomplished, I’m not sure, unless he has octopus-like skills. We managed to remove the flyscreen and he jumped, but survived the landing OK.
There is a farm or ranch not far from where I live that each Winter stacks three of those round hay bales on their sides, and decorate them as a snowman.
Even Kelly’s sports bra has the Nike logo on it. O tempora, o mores!
The pair of diminutive and bespectacled ones are Minions.
Don’t ask me how I know.
Do you know their names? (I do. 🥴)
The frog on the screen seems to be using a very effective survival strategy: When it comes to displaying your lack of thigh meat, transparency is the best policy.