Species
Type | Symbol | Year | Image |
---|---|---|---|
Bird | Yellowhammer (Yellow-shafted Flicker) Colaptes auratus |
1933 | |
Saltwater Fish | Atlantic tarpon Megalops atlanticus |
1955 | |
Flower | Camellia Camellia japonica L. |
1959 | |
Horse | Racking horse Equus caballus |
1975 | |
Freshwater Fish | Largemouth bass Micropterus salmoides |
1975 | |
Game Bird | Wild Turkey Meleagris gallopavo |
1980 | |
Nut | Pecan Carya illinoinensis |
1982 | |
Butterfly | Eastern Tiger Swallowtail Papilio glaucus |
1989 | |
Insect | Monarch butterfly Danaus plexippus |
1989 | |
Reptile | Alabama red-bellied turtle Pseudemys alabamensis |
1990 | |
Shell | Johnstone's Junonia Scaphella junonia johnstoneae |
1990 | |
Tree | Southern Longleaf Pine Pinus palustris |
1997 | |
Wildflower | Oak-leaf hydrangea Hydrangea quercifolia Bartr. |
1999 | |
Amphibian | Red Hills salamander Phaeognathus hubrichti |
2000 | |
Fruit | Blackberry Rubus occidentalis |
2004 | |
Mammal | American Black Bear Ursus americanus |
2006 | |
Tree Fruit | Peach Prunus persica |
2006 |
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