Bush tits. A bush tit made a spectacular kill of some small flying insect about 1.5 metres from my head. Never saw the like for sheer exuberance. Sat on a branch eying me while going om nom nom.
BLACKBERRIES. Not the narsty imported Scottish ones, the amazing tiny local ones. I can haz secrut stash.
Ant hills. Accidentally kicked the top off one and for some reason the eggs were all just under the surface and ants BOILED UP out of the ground. Picture Allegra screeching and jumping back. Yeah. Jeff’s smiling.
Skippers. http://www.goert.ca/documents/Butterfly_ID_sheet.pdf Woot!