Friday, January 3, 2025

Field Station Exploration

                           Field Station Exploration
 

 
  Hiram College field station, Portage County, NE Ohio

 

The ground is snow-covered now and there's a Lake Effect Snow Warning here in NE Ohio. My last surviving Broad-winged Tree Cricket finally passed away in December but my ancient Black-legged Meadow Katydid is still singing occasionally in his spacious mesh butterfly cage in the dining room. (If you read my preceding post, "The Prodigal Katydid," this katydid was the featured character in the story.) He no longer climbs up high in his cage, but he has a very nice array of foods arranged along its floor.
                                                                         



     Black-legged Meadow Katydid on 1-3-25.  On the left is his grape half, on the right are                hydration cubes, and seeds from his bulrush seed heads are on the floor of his cage.
                         

Although we have the inevitable traveling crowd of House Sparrows here at the moment, I’m focusing on all the other birds in our natural backyard and at our feeders. Still, I deeply miss my summer and early autumn afternoons and nights in the meadows, marsh edges, and shrubby woodland borders that are over half a year away.

 

Summer feels so distant now.

 

 

During that past 15 years that I've studied singing insects throughout NE Ohio, I’ve spent more time in Geauga County than anywhere else in NE Ohio and have also done surveys in Lake, Summit, Stark, Lorain, Medina, and Cuyahoga Counties. 

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I had visited three of the Portage County parks a number of years ago, but hadn't spent as much time in that county as I thought would be helpful to regionally connect Geauga to Portage to Summit.

But where would I be able to spend considerable time in this rural county?

Perhaps the 550-acre Hiram College Field Station in Portage County might be interested in my survey work. I didn’t know anyone there except their Education and Outreach Director, Mike Sustin, whom I’d previously met at other regional park districts. He cheerfully became my Hiram Field Station contact person. Field Station director Dr. Michael Benedict and the staff also welcomed me.

I couldn’t possibly explore the entire property in one summer and needed to target the areas that seemed most likely to have substantial numbers and diversity of singing insects. I also needed to consider what felt safe to explore during my typical nighttime forays.

There were shrubby meadows, woodlands and a large prairie within walking distance of where I parked my car. I would need to keep the trail options organized in my head, as it would be easy to become confused in the dark. 

 

              

 

Fortunately, Wendy (my wife) accompanied me first by day, then on my initial night exploration as I learned the trails. I found some landmarks – the occasional signs, the hanging grapevine dangling above the trail, an opening in the tree canopy…

As you probably know by now, I am drawn to meadows and prairies. They are the most productive places to search for crickets and katydids, and I cherish the openness and all that sky above me – especially at night.

Park district land managers are turning former farm fields into meadows and even prairies of native grasses.  Mike Sustin introduced me to Hils Vista, which is the prairie-in-progress at the Hiram Field Station. (It is named after professor of biology and former Field station director Matthew Hils. You can read more about the field station's Grassland Program here.)

 



The prairie was filled with big bluestem and other prairie grasses instead of the usual dense goldenrod meadows I love and know so well. It was gorgeous! 

Who might I find there?

 

 

As I walked farther down the long hill, meadow vegetation like goldenrod, ironweed, and Joe-pye weed began to dominate closer the bottom of the trail near Silver Creek.  Could I have both prairie grasses up higher on the hill and meadow vegetation farther down – and perhaps changes in the Orthopteran species along the extensive trail? Excellent!

 


July in NE Ohio is the time to look and listen for early katydids, with the first tree crickets joining them as the month progresses. The prairie grasses were perfect for the first Sword-bearing Coneheads in July.

 


 

                                 Sword-bearing Coneheads at the Hiram Field Station
 

 

I have been concerned in recent years about lower numbers than expected of Broad-winged Bush Katydids and even our previously abundant Curve-tailed Bush Katydids. Would I find them out here?  

Yes! The Broad-winged Bush Katydids were right on time, followed shortly thereafter by the Curve-tailed Bush Katydids. The  numbers weren't  high, but I was very glad - and relieved - that they were present.

 

                                Broad-winged Bush Katydid male, Hils Vista 

          Curve-tailed Bush Katydid in the prairie grasses - not where I typically see them



NE Ohio’s widespread look-alike/sound-alike Black-horned Tree Crickets and Forbes’s Tree Crickets prefer goldenrod, but this was a large meadow filled with native prairie grasses. I'd look for them elsewhere on the property.

 

 

However, I often find Four-spotted Tree Crickets in tall grasses, and Hils Vista was apparently a very attractive habitat for them.  



 
By the third week of July, I heard their songs scattered along the trails and saw them mating.

    

          Four-spotted Tree Crickets mating (above) and a recently-mated female, Hils Vista.

    

                                         



Broad-winged Tree Crickets mature a little later, and they, too, were in the prairie grasses and forbs. This is not where I usually find them in my region; blackberry and goldenrod are where I expect to hear Broad-winged Tree Crickets, and they are typically very well hidden in the dense vegetation. 

 
                                             
                                                Broad-winged Tree Cricket singing                                  
 

 

The songs of the Broad-winged Tree Crickets were mixed with those of the Four-spotted Tree Crickets, and the pairing of these two distinct songs caught my attention. It sounded familiar, but not from the dense goldenrod/blackberry meadows and thickets of Geauga and Lake Counties where Broad-winged Tree Crickets are likely to be singing with Black-horned Tree Crickets in  areas with shrubs or Forbes's Tree Crickets in the goldenrod.

Instead, the Broad-winged Tree Crickets and Four-spotted Tree Crickets had been singing together in a former agricultural field in Stark County and also in fields and edges in southern Ohio. Here, they were singing together in a Portage County prairie. Sometimes, songs define places for me rather than the other way around.

There were singers on the ground level as well.

Although easy to overlook, Fall Field Crickets and our three most common ground cricket species (Allard’s, Striped, and Carolina) were present almost everywhere. 

 

                          

       Fall Field Cricket female. The males are the singers and the females lay the eggs.   

    

Tiny Spring Trigs in the meadow vegetation were followed by Say's Trigs and Handsome Trigs in meadows and shrubby edges

                                                           

                 

 Say's Trig - only about 1/4" in size 
Breakneck Creek Preserve, Portage County 
 

                                       

August brought the penetrating songs of another conehead species: the Round-tipped Conehead. 

                          Round-tipped Coneheads, Hils Vista, Hiram field station

             

          Round-tipped Coneheads can be green or brown. 

         The individual above was one of the brown Round-tipped Coneheads at the field station.

 
                                            

I’ve documented Round-tipped Coneheads as they've moved north into my region from southern Ohio, and they are now are well-established all the way up to Lake Erie.

Round-tipped Coneheads mature in mid or even late August,and mid-August is when I began hearing adult males singing in the prairie grasses of Hils Vista.

 

But there are still more areas I haven’t even visited yet. Who knows which species will be singing there?

The Hiram Field Station has been a delightful discovery! I’d like to return there again this summer to see – and hear – if there are any additional species I might have missed or that simply were not present last year. In addition, this past summer was very dry, and I don’t know to what extent this may have affected last year's - and next year's - numbers and diversity.

There’s only one way to find out…

 

                           Lisa Rainsong · Narrow-winged Tree Cricket and others Hiram Field Station 8-5-24

Monday, November 25, 2024

The Prodigal Katydid

 

The Prodigal Katydid 

 

 

It is always a joy to have a Black-legged Meadow Katydid in the house as autumn threatens to become winter. They are colorful, and their rhythmic songs are a delightOn occasion, we’ve had two at the same time and they sing back and forth as if still proclaiming their desirability.   

This is the Black-legged Meadow Katydid song: 


 

 Of course, since all our indoor crickets and katydids are senior citizens, they never last as long as we would like (which would ideally be till next summer). They adapt very well to a large mesh cage with the same kinds of plants in which they originally lived. Many of the “Crickets and Katydids in the House” photos I use in this blog were taken of the actual singers in their cages. I cautiously unzip the top of their cages each day when I give them fresh food and hydration cubes, and I occasionally take a couple of quick photos of them. They seldom pay any attention to my camera. 

 

Although our crickets and katydids typically show little interest in going on an adventure outside their cages, we had one significant exception this year. 

 

 

As I was taking this photo of the Black-legged Meadow Katydid, he suddenly leaped right out of his cage, landing on the dining room table. I tried to catch him, but with one more jump he was on the crossbeams under the table. I almost had him in my hand, but he effortlessly escaped...and vanished. 

I was so distressed! I immediately searched on my hands and knees all over the dining room. How far could he have gotten in just a matter of seconds? If he would just sing about his great triumph, I could track him down by sound – but no. Even Nikos (who was being the Good Cat) had no idea where the Black-legged might be. I urgently called for Wendy, who was already asleep. She was willing to immediately jump out of bed and join the search. 

I had no idea how far he might have gone. I gradually expanded my search area and decided to try to lure him back with sound. I set my laptop up on the dining room table and had it play my recordings of Black-legged Meadow Katydid songs, hoping he might decide to investigate the challenger.  


He did not respond.  

 

If something like this is going to happen, it is always late at night. This was no exception. I kept my vigil at the dining room table, listening for any fragment of song. When I finally went to bed, I felt like an irresponsible failure. 

I searched again the next day and evening. Not a single little series of “tic-tic-tics...” Nikos showed no indication of a possible katydid on the loose. 

 


Wendy and I continued to walk very carefully on the outside chance he was still traveling around the downstairs of our little bungalow. I left his cage top wide open and added some fresh food just in case he might be somewhere in the area, but there was no indication of his being anywhere in the house.  

The second day he was missing, I sadly looked down at the floor in the dining room and...there he was! He was a little weak and tired, so I was able to catch him right away and place him safely in his cage.  


He didn’t sing at first. When he did, it was just a few tentative tic-tic-tics.

 

 

 

He seemed exhausted. By the next day, however, he sang not only a few “tics” but also a short “whirr.’ Over the next two days, his songs gradually regained their decisive rhythm and became a little longer and a bit louder. He was getting stronger, and within two more days had returned to singing his complete songs. 

 

 

 

He is still with us, singing triumphantly and leaping from one plant to another while remaining safely in his cage. 

 

 

Thursday, November 21, 2024

 Good Cat? Bad Cat? Same Cat!

 

 

Field season is coming to a close, sadly, though its end was delayed by abnormally warm autumn here in NE Ohio. As of November 20th, we still haven’t had frost up here near Lake Erie.   

 



But November will ultimately triumph.


When it does, however, our annual indoor singing insect ensemble will continue in gradually diminishing numbers for another couple of months. 

 


As of now, we still have multiple Forbes’s Tree Crickets (the ones who look like and sound similar to our less-common Black-horned Tree Crickets), a Four-spotted Tree Cricket upstairs in the bedroom who sings us to sleep, and two Broad-winged Tree Crickets who are much too loud for the bedroom but perfect for the study and the living room.

 

                      Broad-winged Tree Cricket on the blackberry leaves in his cage.


There is also a Black-legged Meadow Katydid you'll hear more about in a subsequent post

 

Where there are singing insect mesh cages, there will be a cat - specifically, Nikos.  He enjoys listening to the crickets and katydids and even falls asleep listening to them.  He often enjoys watching them as well.

 

 


Nikos would try to swipe some of the blackberry cuttings and goldenrod seed heads that I add to the cages, but he never bothered the cages themselves…
 

…until he did.

 

What was he after? The fresh plant leaves in the cages – especially those for the Black-legged Meadow Katydids and my favorite …

 


Oliver the Oblong-wing Katydid.

 

The crickets and katydids always have mesh cages with many leaves and seed heads typical of their previous habitats. They seem to adapt quickly to these familiar plants and seeds, and this vegetation also provides the stages from which they sing.

 

 

Oliver’s large cage was quite lush with goldenrod, asters, and blackberry leaves, and Nikos decided one night that he was going to get all those leaves any way he could!

He mashed down the top of the cage with his front legs. Then he dumped the entire cage on its side, resulting in the water bottles for the plants pouring their contents on the table, the floor, and into Oliver’s food.. Oliver’s hydration cubes and dry food floated on the water and his skewers of organic apple, grape, and Romaine lettuce were added to the mess.

Our normally sweet Nikos was uncharacteristically frustrated and angry, and so was I!


 

But where was Oliver? He didn’t drown in there, did he? I was horrified when I couldn’t find him!

 

When I was certain he had somehow escaped the disaster, I wasn’t so panicked. Oliver had slipped out on two earlier occasions when I was changing everything in his cage, and both times he flew up to a wall or ceiling and began to call: Scritch-it? Scritch – it-IT? Wendy and I each had an opportunity to follow his calls to his lofty locations and gently catch and return him to the safety of his cage.

 

But this time, I couldn’t see or hear Oliver... until finally…

Scritch-it? Scritch-it-IT? 

 

He was OK somewhere, and I’d find him once he had a dry, upright, safe cage with plenty of plants. I was able to clean and dry up the messes, replace the plants, and resettle the restored katydid cage into a small room with a door I could tightly close.

 

It was time to find Oliver, catch him, and reestablish him in his refurbished cage.

 

I could hear him, but no matter where I searched, there was no katydid. He wasn’t on the walls, the ceiling, the windows, or any other surface I searched. I isolated the general area of the dining room from which his calls emanated and finally…

Scritch-it-IT?

 


 

 There he was - warm, dry, and unharmed!



I promptly resolved that ANY cage with attractive leaves would now be kept in a separate, secure room overnight.


Oliver lived for weeks after that and then quietly passed away from old age.  Nikos calmed down and hasn’t attempted any subsequent raids. 

And for now, Nikos is much more interested in basking in the late autumn sun while the remaining crickets and katydids sing under the south dining room windows.