Nature's Place

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She took position at the bottom of stairway for the day and wouldn’t be discouraged. … Though she kept a metre distance, vocal warning if I got too close.

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The curlew is used to the area, frequently seen exploring at night. … They find an out of the way place to wait out the day. … A little out of place on the stairway though.

I don’t mind, all are welcome, unless they prove to be intrusive – like the ibis recently eating all the seedlings. … But this one likes fish, so no problem there.

… ern Curlew came visiting. Walking past the bottom of the front stairway and there there she was, just standing there.

They are commonly seen here at night darting about in search of … what things we search for at night, food and friends perhaps.

Never has one taken to the garden for the day before. Unlike most other birds these Curlews are nocturnal, and hide away during daylight.

That’s two night birds visiting the house this last week, and the Frogmouth was on the fence as I passed by, at arms length again, untroubled.

The Curlew did enjoy the cats leftover fish though, and even broke its safety space and came within a few inches while I put more food in the bowl – hungry.

If you can make space, and leave well enough alone – inside is out – they will come. The natural creatures, expressions of the will to live, and more.

Representations of the divine. The simple pleasure of knowing nature’s primary sense, a sense of peace.

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Frogmouth

Alert in her strange environment, feeling vulnerable perhaps, being unused to having a human with a camera so close.

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Highlight removed from the eye, to see which looks best. Still don’t know – on this small lo-res laptop screen.

Carefully maneuvered for a shot with natural background, as she raised her head and opened her beak.

That’s close enough, she said, don’t force me to fly in the daylight. Ok I said, and left with what I had – enough for now.

Early morning, up the stairway of the old queenslander, and there she was. Sitting on the railing, looking a little out of place, keeping a sharp eye on the stranger, me.
I gave her all the room there is at the top of the stairs and through the morning she watched me coming and going through slitted eyes.
I have seen her at night on the fence, stalking the birds daytime feeding ground, where nocturnal creatures would feed on crumbs.
Silent up close as on the wing, you never hear her come and go. But there she was.
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Frog

No frog ever learned to think.

Folded neat on a leaf in the dark, sitting, seeing and hearing. Sensing.
Not a thought on his mind. No discernible trace of stress.
Separate from the human condition.

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Wild Fly

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Getting all acrobatic about personal grooming. These tiny creatures are as clean as any human.

Another blast from the past, from the wilds of Wooyung by the beach – gone again before this gets published on schedule, no internet here.

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Hunter

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If anything looks different this week it might be because I am using a different computer, having lost access to my usual via lightning strike.

These spider shots are from another time. His, or her, hunting ground was a dried out stem. The fly didn’t stand a chance once in range.

Such is life, you never know what’s coming over the horizon. Careful with that spidey mate.

It pays to be prepared … for whatever may be, that it be right.

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Neon Beeauty

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There isn’t much insect activity in the garden after a hot and dry summer and recent unseasonal heatwave.

The native bee’s nests are devoid of activity. Because they know, without thinking, it’s not a good time to be born right now.

The heat has seriously stressed the flowering plants the bees need for survival and recovery may be a protracted process. If …

But here are a few that came before, magical little bee of neon blue on black. Little beauty bee.

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Neon Once More

At first she looked fine, out of the nest and paused, taking stock of her sensible world.

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As all sensible creatures do. Though her sense of things would be limited by her damaged antennae.

Later in the day it was apparent all was not well, still on the mud brick and now covered in dust.

Maybe from her diggings, laying her eggs, or something to do with her damaged appearance.

She was lively enough, for a while, though behaving as if disoriented, wings spread without flight.

And later still she was flagging, unstable flight attempts and always returning to the mud bring nest.

At one point she re-entered a nest hole and ducked from my attentive lens. Then came out again.

One time she failed to take off and hit the floor. Climbing up a skink jumped her and she lay still.

I picked her up and gave her a little water and she was away again. What happened then who knows, turn your back and the world changes. Life moves on …

Nothing has it good all the time. This Neon Cuckoo Bee was having trouble getting its bearings.

Lost one antennae and, it appears, one mandible. Maybe it was in a fight with a BBB.

Maybe it was born that way. Who knows … there are no guarantees in this life.

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Spider Green

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It’s been a while since I found this little dancing jumping spider. Entertaining to watch as she moves around the foliage, staccato gait.

No doubt there are still some in the garden but the summer heat has driven them into the shadows, for some relief.

Not so easily found right now. But summer is almost over and with a little rain comes the forms of life.

Time to wake up from the lazy heat, kick start the old ticker, and see what may be.

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Blue Banded Bee …

A Blue Banded Bee from the same bee hotel as the Neon Cuckoo Bee lays. How they roost outside the nest.

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She’s asleep at night which allows me to set the background, somewhat. For the contrast necessary to appreciate it.

There are always limitations, to anything, of what’s at hand for the job. And variables can be employed.

Such as angles and lighting and background – sometimes, and you never know what you’ve got ’til you see it big.

So I look to see what may be, what looks good inside, guided by experience and intuition, and shoot away outside.

Within constraints, of available space in surrounds, close to the ground, under the stairway … pain in the knee …

And then there’s the variables of the medium, composition, saturation, sharpness, etc … that add up to a …

It all goes to making a picture, or image, attractive or not. There are universals to that, I think. What ‘eye’ enjoy.

But the biggest attraction is the creature – from created – itself. No accident of numbers is this little beauty. Though its numbers can be calculated, sort of …

on a flower, a print of a flower, for background while she sleeps.

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