Savage Preserve, South Berwick, for Butterflies and Dragonflies: July 14, 2012

Twelve adults and two young folks (Sue Bickford’s grandchildren) met at 9 am at the Savage Preserve in South Berwick for our bejeweled and bedazzled walk. Thank goodness for the young folks. They caught the majority of the butterflies and dragonflies for Sue to identify.

The Calico Pendants amazed us with their orange saddlebags, red faces, and wing dots. The butterflies of the day included Cloudless Sulfurs, American Copper, Monarch nectaring on milkweed, one of the Blues, Common Wood Nymph, and Silver-spotted Skipper. Birds included Chipping Sparrow, American Goldfinch, Common Yellowthroat, Downy Woodpecker, White-breasted Nuthatch, Downy Woodpecker, a family of Eastern Wood Pewees, American Crows, and the endless sound of summer, Red-eyed Vireo.

Thanks, Sue, for a most informative walk and I look forward to next year’s bejeweled and bedazzled. This is a great walk for children — they use up lots of energy.

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