Monday, May 31, 2021
Last months blood moon - I'm indulging myself with seven very similar shots as we were outside in the cold for ages.
The moon was very moonlike.
Our first few hundred shots were quite blurry as we didn't have the telescope mechanics working, and then the next few dozen shots were blurry as we forgot to let go of the shutter button. Luckily, before the moon reverted to it's normal shade, we'd worked out the logistics.
I love looking at the crevasses and seas of the moon, witness to all it's space trauma. It makes me grateful to our oceans for blunting and hiding some of earths celestial wounds.
All the kids come out to briefly look - but only the littlest ones stayed out with us for most of the eclipse. To be honest, they were more interested in their were-wolf howls than the moon, and in concocting stories about baby were-wolves only being born when were-wolf queens (them) howl at the blood moon, but they occasionally glanced up. The next day I showed them youtube to explain it all and illuminate the earth and moons rotations and revolutions.
She's a little baby jewel bug - spotted at the very tail end of my morning walk.
My dogs became impatient as I stopped to admire her - and succeeded in completely tying me up - their leads criss-crossing around my knees, but I do think she was worth it.
Some googling when I returned home (thank you Queensland Museum) told me she's a 'Hibiscus Harlequin Bug Nymph' - the nymph because she's only a baby, her parents having quite different colouring.
It took me awhile to see her little eyes when I was photographing her - but when I uploaded the photos I was quite won over by her sweet and plaintive, slightly lugubrious expression.
My Great Grandfather told me stories of a magical Goldie Beetle who would shrink children to his own size and take them on adventures - while she isn't Golden, I do love the rich colours of her metallic sheen.
I could believe she had magical powers that led to adventure.
Monday, May 10, 2021
I've only just realised there's a symbol chart - and a few plants should be reported within 24 hours.
And while I do intend to study, read up and report - I'm fascinated by these hardy plants that travel and grow where they're unwanted. That are hardy and tough and vigorous.
As I commented to my husband when he looked askance at me looking up the evolution and uses of thistles - these are the plants that will remain long after we're gone.
And if things go badly wrong - these are the plants people will be living off.
Monday, May 3, 2021
I think he could be challenging me. He is at least wondering what kind of giant I am - the bug-eating or the non-bug eating kind?
He has such interesting shapes - and the way he sees the world must be so entirely different.
I've been to the library and accidentally borrowed an armful of books about the small creatures that live around us. A new obsession - but at least an educational one!
I prowled the banks of the stream - filled for the first time in at least a year - as my daughters played in the playground beside it. Butterflies fluttered, bugs seemed to study me. This spider seemed to decide I wasn't food and I studied it's haired legs and patterned body with interest.
I've been thinking of writing a children's book about mini-beasts and have been reading up about spiders. My mind is full of new and odd words. Spinnarets, chelicerae, pedals. They are old interesting, odd and faintly disturbing.
I am intrigued.