Two Rivers Park is located on small peninsula that juts into the AR River in Little Rock. It is a lovely park that is great for wildlife watching/photographing, bicycling, running, boating, etc. Since it has a lot to offer it has a lot of people. I generally stay on equestrian trails when it is really crowded. Unfortunately, these primitive trails flood fairly easily. On Saturday (4/25), I tried this park for some spring migrants. With my new job birding trips have been few and far between. On this day I made up for that. Two Rivers features bottomland hardwoods, fields, marshes, sloughs, and scrubby areas.
The usual birds were out and about but a few new ones showed up as well. In a willow surrounded slough there was a Northern Waterthrush singing as well as a Prothonotary Warbler. There were Red-eared Sliders basking on logs and damselflies flitting about. White-eyed Vireos sang from dense understory while Mockingbirds mimicked to their hearts content in the plum thickets.
The reeds of the marsh were Sora-less but were full of Red-winged Blackbirds. At least four Wood Ducks flew by while I watched the marsh. A small Three-toed Box Turtle found itself in a rather deep puddle and I moved it to drier land. The fields held a few butterflies and these were our main photographic targets. We had Eastern Tailed Blues and a Red-banded Hairstreak.
Eastern Pondhawks and Forktails were among them in the tall herbs.
The forest was fairly quiet and not much time was spent in them. However, there was a lovely smelling rose in bloom (Rosa sp.) that had attracted its fair share of Honey Bees. There was a Tennessee Warbler that was FOS and sang its rather erratic song. A field by the parking lot had a couple of Sycamores (Platanus occidentalis) that held a Baltimore Oriole, three Scissor-tailed Flycatchers, and an Eastern Kingbird. Nearby, Cowbirds called, Warbling Vireos sang, and a Green Heron flew over.
Back at home, the Blackberries (Rubus sp.) were in bloom and the butterflies seemed pleased by that. American Painted Ladies and Juvenal’s Duskywings drank nectar from the radially symmetrical, white flowers. Elsewhere in the yard Pearl Crescents flew by while Goatweed Leafwings drank from mud. Near the end of the day a Red-spoted Purple made a late appearance and looked for a nice, moist patch of soil from which to drink.
Although I had intended the day to be about birds, the attention was quickly drawn to the butterflies.