Hiking around in the woods behind my house both keeps me in touch with nature and also reveals what we humans do to it. Big storms deposit garbage throughout the flood plain, from fast food wrappers to lost soccer balls to dumped futon mattresses. Wildlife is nevertheless abundant, especially birds, including owls, hawks, and great herons, but I've also run into raccoons and snakes, turtles and salamanders, lizards and, once, an armadillo. I've blogged previously about evidence of beavers back there (which has attracted many one-handed typists to this blog, according to the tracker), but there's been no recent beaver activity.
Today I found interesting pondkill. At first I thought it was a dead snake, especially given its size, a bit longer than two feet. Upon closer inspection, I determined that it was some kind of amphibian, with its smooth, slimy skin and tiny eyes. It appears to be an amphiuma, and
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Three-foot long, sharp-toothed amphibia do not make one inclined to visit you in Georgia.
Yeeks! Salamonster!
Very cool... I'd never heard of these guys.
I hadn't heard of them, either, which is why I dragged this mother out of the swamp. Not to worry, George, unless you enjoy wading at night in swamps. Then again, the bugs are enough to keep most people from coming this far south.
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