A Dark Winter Sunshine
May be a strange title for a post written in Brisbane, Australia, but it is what is perceived that counts. The cold has settled on the nature here and the small forms of life, the bugs of all kinds and sizes, have all but disappeared. That doesn’t stop me going out since I do so for the simple pleasure of being in nature, first.
It doesn’t always work that way though I am always reminded. How could I not be, it being so integral to my experience and knowledge of what is of value in spite of predispositions and other forces at work in my life. What I do is the best I can since it is what I do. I refrain from judgment one way or the other, and surrender to none. And every action has consequences.
This metallic green beetle is one of the last of its size to be seen for now. It lives on a small Eucalypt tree by a creek and there are still a few yellow daisy-like flowers around it. Any shot of it on the tree would probably result in some black background so I brought it to the ground and placed it with one of the flowers reflecting off its shell, as you can see.
As the big green beetles diminish in number the larvae have been increasing, in size and number. It’s an opportune time for the larvae since there are fewer predators about that could injure their chances of survival, the parasitizing wasps for instance. Though where there is food there is something to eat it.
Where there is up there is down, obvious but fundamental, to intelligence.
I would have neither, the up or the down, the here or there, the then or now.
© Mark Berkery ……. Click any picture and click again to enlarge