Bugs … Bugs … Bugs
Young Assassin Bug, prowling the Straw-Flowers at night. Perhaps too hungry to give it my finger to climb on.
*Click on the pictures for a proper look …
Found on a tree in the local bush, this long legged and long tongue fly. Amazing flyer … or my eyes just got old.
Fire-tail Bee, rescued from the water I leave out for the small creatures. Sitting on a drying lemon staked in the garden.
Beetle on the butterfly bush, Wedge or Monk – take your pick. They do wake up some time …
Female Lynx spider on the butterfly bush, waiting for her dinner to arrive. Everybody’s got to eat, and she eats for the many.
Got these seeds that turned into huge sunflowers but nothing visited them, maybe it is a poisonous variety, if there is such a thing. Then I saw this Weevil, but it was dead. Hmmm …
Spider under the sunflower. They seem to do a lot of waiting. Lucky they don’t think or they might get impatient.
Moth, around two and a half inches long. Huge … Didn’t want to perform for the camera, I let it be …
Robber Fly at rest, assassins of another kind, they usually capture mid air and strike behind the head. Efficient aerial killer.
Not much to say this week … Focussing inside …
Starting with sensation, while letting pass what forms …
… eventually resolves to a sense of space or good inside – no form.
It can be difficult at times, the pull of mind to express and identify …
But there is no more worthy endeavour, with a value beyond what can be reasoned.
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Being no thing, not even the negation of things.
No longer letting go what appears in inner space …
… but letting go the idea there is anything to let go.
More or less, perfectly.
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And today, contrary to popular opinion, no-thing really matters.
Or, no-thing is more real before it matters. Hmm …
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Nothing needs realising. The one and the many melt into the other …
… and stillness is the way. Now, there’s peace of mind.
© Mark Berkery ……. Click on those pictures for a closer look
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Nature's Place 
Always the exquisite details; just marvellous.
It’s a marvellous nature …
Thanks Liz.
Loving the pithy little comments for each one. The uncooperative moth looks like it’s sulking!
It was surely meditating …
Thanks Lissa.
Love the mama Lynx spiders.
They take such good care of their spiderlings.
They do, I’ve seen the male tend the nest. Instinct serves nature well.
that’s so cool thanks .. kinda like a bugs life …lol
Yes, it’s a bugs life. Or images thereof.
awesome.. that was a great article..thanks
Welcome … it changes in time, just like nature.
yes it does mark .. have a great Thursday ..
Great photography! Love the straw flower.
Thanks Helen.
Yes, and they last a long time too.
Amazing creatures, and as always such clear, beautiful shots. Interesting about those sunflowers and the dead weevil.
Gotta think spiders think some. Definitely beyond ego, haha.
Thanks Mary.
Spiders might think in some rudimentary form, instinctively – being what they think – without the reflection we are capable of that stirs emotion.
I have never seen an emotional spider.
I had a pet spider who I’m pretty sure did get emotional on a couple of occasions. I don’t think it is a common occurrence.. Haha
Ha, ha … can never rule anything out, but … was the emotion in the spider or was it in me looking at the spider?
Right, can’t rule that out either. She lived on the sill above my sink. I kept feeding her ants, and one day she seemed mad. Her movements were different. Faster, more aggressive and she didn’t eat it. Flies were too big. So, later, I think she was trying to shed her skin, and I moved something by a mistake. She tensed up and left the next day.She had been there for about 8 months. I know, I do anthropomorphize, but I think animals have more emotions than we think. Even spiders. Just, no ego.
Pets are good to have around the house. Mine are mostly outdoors, mice and rats and birds. And bugs of course. The birds are most playful when they want a bit of what I’m eating, buzzing me and chattering at me. Occasionally I catch the mice playfully climbing the palm tree in tandem at night. I’m sure they all get some of the food I leave out for the possum.
I wouldn’t describe any of them as emotional though. They may have emotion/s that are not separate from them as we are from ours – they are observable – and so never make a problem of it. ‘Emotional’, as I see it, is making a problem of emotion by thinking about it and so making more of it, which generates more thinking which stimulates more emotion, etc … (maybe that’s what you mean by ego) But they do often display some character, or what appears as character – playful mice, cautious possum, invisible rats, but especially the mina birds when they have to overcome survival instinct to take a piece of bread from my hand. Though I’m sure they are able to do that because I present no threat in their observance, plus they may know me from their younger days, makes it easier.
Brilliant…brilliant…brilliant
Ha, ha … Thanks Simone.