Nature's Place

Coloured Light

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Walking the garden at night with a torch, to see what shows, here and there a little reflective colour glows.

Holding on upside down, a precarious perch, for you or for me, nowhere to go but for certain, of thought it is free.

And after the flash fired and lit up the night, again and again, I went to bed, everything to me was all right.

When from my darkened sleep I went, there she still was, as the sun rose, the night rent, holding a silent pose.

The colour did burst anew, yellow rose, or sun, who knows, hit the flash again for a few.

Then, as the work done was my best, I thought I would give it a rest.

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Our Leonine Nature

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Water, one of life’s simple pleasures. The sense, or essence, of it …

Bees, what would we do without them. I have heard people use feather dusters in some places where the bees have died out, to pollinate the crop.

These are a healthy lot too, looking strong and well groomed. Lion-like with their big manes – is what they remind me of.

That they are feral, gone wild in a local forest, might be significant to their health. Having nobody exploiting them.

No doubt they have their difficulties but they can always be seen to take clean water from near the flow.

Never doubting their common purpose or function, as bees.

Being free of our questionable chemistry.

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Watering The Ants

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This nocturnal ant handicapped by the dented head.

Here in Oz the ant is in charge of turning the earth, as in other places it is the worm. That’s how it looks to me. Everywhere I look there are ants, always on the move, busy, busy, busy. They are better built for working the dry soil, with a little help from the occasional rain.

There are so many kinds of ant I have lost track, as if I was ever so inclined. Here are a few I invited to stop for a picture, by placing a drop of sugar-water along their path.

Every thing works its patch, you and me included. And everything needs the right kind of nourishment.

A little nectar is a passing heaven, to an ant.

Sensational …

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Pretty On Pink

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A Green Shield Bug flits from place to place around the garden. If it doesn’t find what it wants in one place off it goes to another. But what does a bug want? Food, shelter and a mate, what else …

It doesn’t know to want anything it doesn’t need. Could it possibly just enjoy the colour in the sunshine, playing in the garden. As many other garden dwellers can be seen or seem to do.

Is there any conscious self awareness in a bug, or is it an instinctive organic robot. Maybe a messenger of a greater intelligence, the earth perhaps.

And anything born has the potential of its mother, and more.

Let’s not dismiss the little things.

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And Now …

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… for a little light entertainment from the wilds.

The simple elegance and beauty in the form and being of a beetle.

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