Nature's Place

Spring Time

He, at rest, surveying his domain. A place of ripe smells, dark colours and much mold and fungus. Maybe some alcohol too.

*Click on the pictures for a proper look … and click again

She, enjoying a taste of her domain, belly ripe for extruding the contents. Probably tiny eggs holding the next generation.

The next generation’s eggs being made, impelled. The forces of nature undeniable, to a fly. It’s over soon enough.

They found a place to lay their future’s dreams, driven to succeed. He overseeing the delivery that will see him gone.

But not before the deed is done. A hole poked in the hard Pawpaw skin to facilitate the process. They followed the only way.

To a dense liquid bed for the little ones, full of promise to do what nature does and reproduce to live again in another form.

But not for me and you, who would be true … not to blindly repeat into endless formal life, and strife. … We ride the black light home.

That time, when creatures are driven to repopulate the earth after the big die-out over winter. Earth intelligence at work.

These flies had a distinct advantage in the survival stakes, riding the cold seas in the good ship Pawpaw.

Winter comes to us all, spring comes to us all who survive, not everybody gets some Pawpaw.

Those that don’t will know a brief transition before riding the black side of sunlight home.

No more spring, no more winter, no more Pawpaw.

No more … until next time.

© Mark BerkeryClick on those pictures for a closer lookand click again.



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  1. Dee said, on 15/08/2020 at 7:19 am

    Wonderful photos and words Mark! Each event is a story a life…and is that an almost heart-shaped hole for the eggs?

    • Mark said, on 15/08/2020 at 9:11 am

      Thanks Dee. The lives of creatures, great or small, are reflective of our own, if we look to see. There may be a suggestion of a heart shape there but hole was roughly made with a bamboo, to let the creatures through the tough skin.

  2. kopfundgestalt said, on 14/08/2020 at 6:09 pm

    Great pictures.
    They seem to be related to the gnats. They are beautiful to look at.

    • Mark said, on 15/08/2020 at 9:07 am

      They do, they are … beauty may be deeper than the surface we see.

      Thanks Gerhard.

      • kopfundgestalt said, on 15/08/2020 at 6:42 pm

        Two years ago I managed to take clear pictures from gnats and found how beautiful they were.

        • Mark said, on 16/08/2020 at 1:09 pm

          Well done, and lucky you. So few do see the wonderment.

          • kopfundgestalt said, on 16/08/2020 at 5:50 pm

            It seems so.
            Some say: Again and again your crawling beasts…others become aware of the beauties.

            • Mark said, on 18/08/2020 at 6:22 pm

              Others do, after one bee shows the way to the first flower of the season.

  3. krikitarts said, on 14/08/2020 at 4:07 pm

    I am intrigued by these exceptionally-elegant little flies. I’ve been searching, but the nearest I seem to be able to find are fungus gnats, and they don’t really match yours. I’m wondering if you’ve discovered a new species.

    • Mark said, on 14/08/2020 at 4:23 pm

      I don’t know either, but they like pawpaw and the mold and fungus that grows on one rotting.

  4. Reflections of an Untidy Mind said, on 14/08/2020 at 12:24 pm

    Such masterful writing and photos, Mark.

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