Nature's Place

Silence is Golden

I woke from a dream last night. In it I met someone and I said to her; “There isn’t much to say unless we are engaged in something.”

Then, in the dream, I started singing Silence is Golden … Twice. And I woke.

A dream to wonder at.

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Nothing

It’s not a feeling, more an absence. A state that can easily be read as negative though even that can’t be sustained, since there is nothing. This nothing has no will in it and so it is a peculiarity, a singularity. Nothing is undivided.

We’ll see. Nothing?

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I tracked this ant around for a bit and was given a few decent shots. I say given because it keeps me in my place, there is a greater power in charge. Just look at the next creature that appears, it’s mere existence is a miracle – never mind that ‘Take up Thy bed and walk’ stuff.

Just look to see, if you can. And there it is, the miracle of sense. No religion required.

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Night Life

Posted in Fly, Insects, Inspiration, Macro Photography, Nature, Wild Life by Mark on 11/12/2009

Have you ever wondered where all the creatures go after dark? Well, they are just like you and me. In the darkness they find somewhere safe to rest up. I noticed some time ago the flies, and other small creatures, habitually perch at the top of grass stems and other plants in the garden just before sundown. Sometimes in pairs. So that I have been reluctant to mow the grass but that will have to change soon. We are civilized after all. :)

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That Time of Year (Life?) …

… when it could as easily rain as shine. Not good news for the market business, but then there is no good news for the market business except it is actually covering costs, though not technically. Chandler is not the right market for my product but it’s the wrong time of year for making enquiries of the right market, everyone’s busy, too busy. Early new year I’ll try get on the Riverside market where people sell my kind of stuff, original works, prints and paintings, etc.

Maybe. The other point is there is not a lot of money about, or being spent. There is a world recession on after all, a lack of confidence in the future – who can blame them.

Then again it might just be time to pack it in. Can’t tell what’s next from where I am.

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The red fly is from the rainforest, a particular spot where there were a few more of his kind. The red Hibiscus Harlequin Bug on the underside of a flower, also from the rainforest. The Squash? Bug chipping away at some hardened white bird droppings along with a posse of ants, must be the nourishment, also in the rainforest nearby. A Lady bug of some kind, hard to keep from blowing highlights with these fellows. Another bug I caught as it ran along a nearby branch, just one shot. And a humble fly, magnificent creatures.

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An Absence of Impatience

It’s Grasshopper time and the Crab Spider is enjoying the feast as it comes.

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Flight Risk

This weevil was wandering around an aquatic plant in the nearby swamp. I got a few shots as it passed this way and that. It looked like it had something attached to its rear end. I couldn’t see very clearly at the time it had a problem with one wing. It seems one wing didn’t fold as the other obviously did. I suppose it could be a genetic defect though the creature looked like it had been alive for some time, though a defect is not necessarily a detriment to survival. It depends on the defect, doesn’t it?

I followed it around the big leaf it was on and it didn’t seem to be able to find a way to move on, explore as it seemed to for a track or trail leading somewhere. Eventually I left it where I found it, still wandering around the leaf. Not unusual behaviour for bugs, they don’t worry about things like, ‘I’ve been here before’, ‘am I lost?’, ‘what am I going to do if nothing to eat comes along?’

No such emotional nonsense for my little bugs. No siree.

I wonder if the weevil flew away ok? But not really, I don’t invite imagining I don’t need to do.

It’s a flight risk. Flight of fancy.

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Out Of Time

It seems there is little time for writing these days. It’s not as if I am particularly busy – though it seems that way, except for editing the book and mounting and matting photos for selling, and walking in nature capturing images of all sorts of creatures. It’s more that what occupies me, making a go of the photo business, leaves little room for it lately. But it’s an exercise, isn’t it.

I have been finding some unusual creatures lately, unusual for me. But I want to do them justice, justice to their unique qualities, which all creatures have, but some more than others, to me, for now. :)

Here’s a few to be getting on with though. Each a magnificent expression of the intelligence of life on Earth. Each, however seemingly insignificant, essential to the whole. As it is with all things that be.

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