The American Dagger Moth Caterpillar

While walking along the trail of Brown’s Lake Bog, I came upon an exciting discovery. A large caterpillar lay on it’s back in the middle of the trail, curled up in a ball. At first, I feared it was dead, but upon closer inspection, I could see it  was moving slightly. Using a stick from the ground, I picked it up to move it from the path and examine it. This turned out to be the right choice as I later learned that this particular caterpillar protects itself from danger by “stinging” anything that touches it. The caterpillar was quite beautiful. It had a vibrant yellow fuzzy body with several black spikes protruding from its back. It was very large, about 2 inches in length and quite wide from it’s thick fuzz. It sat perfectly still on the end of the stick. After posing for a photo with the caterpillar, I returned it to its home, away from the path to prevent it from being trampled. Later, I looked up the caterpillar, excited to learn of my new discovery. It was the American Dagger Moth Caterpillar. They are found almost everywhere in America east of the Rocky Mountains

in wooded areas. They feed on many common types of trees such as oaks and maples and are often found on the ground in the forest. I was quite excited to find a creature I had never seen before and learn a bit about it.

Furry Friend

I was walking on the path next to Stevenson, between Armington and the Douglass parking lot. My friend and I were on our way to her car. I had her cat (Brad) in a carrier, the thick strap resting painfully on my shoulder. I was in a bit of a hurry because of Brad, but I couldn’t help but notice the bright green caterpillar making its way across the damp grey concrete. I paused for a moment to take it in, especially surprised by its vibrant color, before I kept hurrying to the parking lot. I hoped with all my heart that no one would step on it, but knew I wasn’t qualified enough to safely relocate it. After all, the concrete was a part of its habitat, now. Though, unfortunately, this little guy doesn’t fit in nearly as well on concrete as he would on a jungle floor. After a little research, I found out that this was the Io Caterpillar, which later becomes the Io Moth, or Automeris io. As it turns out, if I picked it up to move it, I would have felt the equivalent of a bee sting. With the slightest touch, the Io Caterpillar releases venom from its stinging spines. I’m glad I let it continue its journey without intruding, for both of our sakes.

Tulip Tree

I was walking behind Bornhuetter Hall when I found some strange shaped leaves on the ground. I looked up to find the source: a tall deciduous tree whose leaves were just starting to change yellow.

The Tree in Question
The Leaves

Not being the best at plant identifica-tion, I decided that this would be good practice because the leaves are kind of uniquely shaped. So looking at a leaf guide I found that this was a Liriodendron tulipifera or a tulip tree.  So called because the shape of its bloom in spring and the shape and color of its leaves. According to the Ohio Department of National Resources: Division of Forestry, tulip trees are native to the Eastern United states and one of the fastest growing shade trees. They also serve as a drought indicator, dropping their interior leaves when the soil is too dry.

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Sources:

Ohio Department of National Resources: Division of Forestry

http://forestry.ohiodnr.gov/tuliptree

Psychoda alternata

While the grounds outside my dorm are teeming with unknown organisms, I managed to locate a little stranger in the bathroom just down the hall in the form of a small black moth-like insect clinging to the wall next to the shower. It occurred to me as I brushed my teeth that I had seen these insects in every state I’d visited, but never learned their proper name. Determined to rectify this lapse, I rinsed out my mouth, snapped a blurry photo, and set to work.

I quickly discovered that these insects were not moths, but flies– drain flies, to be precise, of which there are over 2,600 described species according to Wikipedia. However, I was lucky enough to discover the exact species I was looking for fairly quickly. It would appear that my six-legged hallmate is of the species Psychoda alternata, one of the more common species of drain fly in America. Attached are my original photograph and a clearer shot of the same species I found online for comparison.

Clear photograph of P. alternata (photo credit Jiel Beaumadier).
My own photo of P. alternata
My own photo of P. alternata.

Black Squirrels

Before I came to Wooster, I only thought squirrels were brown or gray. I was intrigued when I first stepped foot on campus at the enormous population of black squirrels.Specifically, I remember walking to my classes everyday from Andrews dorm my freshman year, and watching dozens of them chase each other around like they were playing “tag”. After doing some research, I found that the squirrels are actually eastern gray squirrels with a genetic condition called “Melanism”. Melanism is the unusual darkening of body tissues caused by excessive production of melanin, especially as a form of color variation in animals. Animals that can share this condition are the black panther, wolves, leopards, and jaguars.

 

source: https://animalsake.com/facts-about-black-squirrels

 

Common Eastern Bumblebee

I was walking from the gym and was in between Douglas and Stevenson when I saw a bumblebee. The poor little guy was actually walking along the sidewalk trying to fly but failing. It was only later that I found out that he needed sugar water, and he was tired. At the time I did not know this, so I watched him for a bit and continued my walk to my room. I knew he was a kind of bumblebee, but I did not know what species. His thorax was yellow, and his abdomen was black except for one yellow stripe. I knew these would be defining features. I googled bumblebees, and I found out that he was a Common Eastern Bumblebee. They are active from the months of May-November and have a queen bee as well as drones. Bumblebees are excellent pollinators because their hair traps pollen. Interestingly, the Common Eastern Bumblebee is such a good pollinator that they are being introduced in the western U.S. and overseas to pollinate crops. I find this program intriguing. Logically, it’s smart to bring in good pollinators to pollinate crops, but it would be too easy for Common Eastern Bumblebees to become an invasive species in those areas.

Sources:

The National Wildlife Federation

https://www.nwf.org/Educational-Resources/Wildlife-Guide/Invertebrates/Common-Eastern-Bumblebee

Bug Guide

https://bugguide.net/node/view/56797

Living with Yourself (through the eyes of Thoreau)

“I had this advantage, at least, in my mode of life, over those who were obliged to look abroad for amusement, to society and the theatre, that my life itself was become my amusement and never ceased to be my novel” Walden, Henry David Thoreau

Many pieces of writing criticizing how people live may grow old and out of date as time passes, but in this peace speaks to something that has only become more true over time. We have gone from plays to movies and novels to binging episodes of our favorite shows on Hulu or Netflix or even Amazon Prime. Growing up I was never truly alone. I either had one of my siblings or a book with me. As I grew up I found enjoyment with TV shows and sports, limiting the time that I was alone with my thoughts to next to none.

The conversations I have with people show similar experiences. Where they may have been ‘left alone’, there was always the chance for outside entertainment, be that from a book, TV or tablet and smartphone as they got older. Even now, if I’m in the elevator alone I often open my phone and scroll through Facebook, Twitter, or Instagram while I wait for the doors to open and have many friends who are the same way.

This nature of always being a touch away from entertainment has a positive and negative side. The positive being a stronger sense of community that we feel. I can know who my twin sister’s friends are despite living 414 miles away and have even been able to speak to some over the phone. Even with distance we stay in each others’ lives. The negative side hits much harder. We no longer know how to be truly alone. Where some people are good story tellers, they still look for that as an escape from human life.

In order to understand Thoreau, I am going to find time to be with only myself for a set amount of time, not allowing for anything but my own mind to amuse me. Check up on Sunday night for an update!

“Society is commonly too cheap.”

Reading Walden, I think each student faces many moments where we wonder just who Thoreau is. Who in our lives could we compare him to? What archetype does he neatly fit in? At times, he seems very serene and sensible as he talks lovingly about nature. This is when I most enjoy his work. On the other end of the spectrum, though, he paints a picture of himself, almost unknowingly, as being completely beyond the pale, as in the following quote:

“We meet at very short intervals, not having had time to acquire any new value for each other. We meet at meals three times a day, and give each other a new taste of that old musty cheese that we are. We have had to agree on a certain set of rules, called etiquette and politeness, to make this frequent meeting tolerable and that we need not come to open war.”

Choosing to compare people (and himself) to “musty cheese” would be enough to paint a picture of disdain for the stale and unoriginal without suggesting that societal rules are the only thing that keeps him from “open war” with dining mates. Open war! I also wouldn’t be thrilled to eat dinner with a man of so many judgements and such an oppositional identity to the times, but this phrasing makes me wonder just how nasty a disagreement with him could get.

Politics Aside

Perhaps my favorite quote in Walden so far is found in The Village. Thoreau states “I was seized and put into jail, because, as I have elsewhere
related, I did not pay a tax to, or recognize the authority
of, the State which buys and sells men, women, and children, like cattle at the door of its senate-house.” This quote jumped out to me in particular because I have always been a proponent of criticizing the US government. However, this quote runs a bit deeper than just a man’s political stance that rests within the confines of American politics. Thoreau is someone who believes himself to be above politics. He demonstrates by stating that he does not recognize a governing body. To that end, he does not recognize any authoritative body. This is self-evident in his refusal to pay a single tax to the government. What is more interesting is that he does not care if he is jailed for this crime. I would imagine that I would feel very shaken up about being put in jail. However, Thoreau is somebody who promotes civil disobedience and does not have a need to be concerned about the consequences.

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