First off: the Dayton area was hit with at least two tornadoes last night. We slept through it, and have power today. But a lot of people are dealing with chaos this morning. The tornadoes touched down in, and swept across, a very populated area. I don’t know much about it just yet, other than… Read More Travels and Returns
I met a traveller from an antique land, Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand, Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive,… Read More Fallen Ruin
I miss growing horseradish. Processing it was a little like setting off a tear gas grenade in your kitchen, pungent to the point of eyes watering and coughing helplessly. A few times I had to just clear out and let some open windows do their trick after I’d run a peeled root through the food… Read More Horseradish, Pickles, and Sauerkraut
The Robber Fly, with his characteristic facial hair, is an accomplished predator – the hawk of the fly world, preying on a variety of smaller insects. (identification based on Herschel Raney’s site)
Not my cat. This is the cat that lives on our neighbor’s porch, and prowls the neighborhood. She’s pretty, and today I managed to catch her with the long lens. She could hear the shutter clicking and sat down to look at me and try to figure out what I was doing, so I got… Read More Sunday Art: Cat’s Eyes
It’s well into summer, and I have done very little bug hunting. In spite of having acquired a macro lens for Christmas… Money can buy stuff. What it can’t buy is time. I mean, I keep seeing this nifty pen set I’d like, and I have money in the art account, but… But I don’t… Read More Bug Hunt
The world is tucked neatly into a warm white blanket. Under the snow slumber the insects and arachnids I love to photograph during warmer times, so I am turning to my winter pastimes of preserving #lovelydeadcrap and shooting snowflakes. The problem with shooting snow… ok, there are several problems. One is that each flake is… Read More Shooting Snowflakes
It struck me this morning that my laissez faire approach to insect hunting is slowly morphing into something else. I was stalking bugs yesterday after work, just casting around behind the house for some little thing, and as I hung poised over the flowers waiting for movement so I could focus and shoot, it crossed… Read More Gotta Catch them All!
I can hear birds outside, as the sun rises. Far from being silent, spring is noisy joyful chaos. This is country, although crowded for my tastes – but it is country, by the lights of the surrounding farm fields and forest that looms up behind the house. There are deer that walk by the fences… Read More Birdsong
I went bughunting today! All of these photos were taken in my front garden in early evening. I really do need to get out and do this more often. Enjoy!