Nature's Place

Flying Visit

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The fiddler beetle was zooming round the flowers in the garden, frisky little thing.

So when it stopped a moment I was prepared for some fast action on its part.

As soon as I touched the flower head it was on it dropped off.

Survival strategy at times demands a creature plays dead.

It would have unfolded its wings and taken flight …

but there was my hand to catch it.

Then it dropped from my hand …

and took to the skies.

Gracefully.

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It is easy to be grateful in this space.

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Longhorn …

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Long-horn … after their long antennae, a sense organ they use to detect their world.

It stopped long enough for a few shots, maneuverable for different backgrounds.

A kind of beetle rarely seen in the garden, with its unusual colour.

Then, without warning, it took to the air and was gone.

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Looking in the garden is suggestive of looking inside, when still enough to see.

Down in the pit something moves until focussed, its nature examined.

Eventually it is gone and something else emerges.

Until it doesn’t … if it does, complete.

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Crucified …

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A kind of Beetle only found on the pink Crucifix Orchid, so far. Surveying her domain.

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She loves a good feed of the freshest buds, both with a colourful heart.

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Aware too of the photographer, just doesn’t know me by name.

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Disappearing for days at a time she comes and goes by her own nature’s design.

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Looking good in her yellow jacket, a warning to some perhaps. Pretty on pink …

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Always climbing back up towards the light, where the freshest buds are found.

The rain came followed by a cold snap, here in a sub tropical Brisbane winter, and must have driven all the small creatures into the depths for survival. Those it didn’t kill.

Such is nature, everything in constant flux, no rest in any condition for too long. And of course the weather can be reflective of what’s inside, if you can see it.

Rain to wash away the dust of seasons past, cold to wake you up or knock you down. Nature doesn’t care one way or another, or cares for all the same.

So, Beetle or man, you shake it off or take it on, rise up and start another day.

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Noble Visitors …

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It’s another record year, never been 2015 before, as far as we are aware.

And in the garden it’s been another record, but who’s counting … I can’t help noticing the increase in variety and numbers of insect visitors, especially now the butterfly bushes are flowering and a few years work with the soil is bearing fruit.

It is said the Stag is a noble beast – I remember that from somewhere. Maybe it comes from the old English kings practise of hunting them, they had to be noble for kings to hunt them …

But really, kings are just ordinary men dressed up. Every body is of noble blood, all god – whatever that is – made. And the antlered beetle is no exception.

All god made things, and all things god made. To exclude one is to invite conflict to the mind.

Try maintaining a prejudice, a psychological position, without some conflict appearing.

As within, so without. And nothing is absolute, both ways …

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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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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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Sweet Attraction …

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It’s been cold and wet lately but still some creatures about and looking for nourishment. So I put out some cooked fruit to see what may come. There have been a lot of fruit flies, a few weevils and two beetles I usually find in flowers munching on the pollen.

First the big one came and had a look around, and took off very soon after. She, I think she ‘just because’, didn’t stay long enough to eat the first time but came back the next day, after it would have fermented some more.

I set her to the fruit you see, away from the madding crowd of flies and ants, and she tucked in and didn’t raise her head until this smaller version showed up. They shared the food until the little one took off, didn’t take long at all, and the older one didn’t move for a couple days.

I thought she might have died so I poked her with a piece of straw and she moved, so I left her be. It occurred to me she might be drunk and unable to rise but I wasn’t about to interrupt her experience.

Then, when I was sure she must be comatose from alcohol poisoning she got up and flew away. I trust she did since I didn’t actually see her but you never know what happens in the unknown, obviously.

But in this story they lived happily ever after, this time …

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Little Things …

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This little thing …

 

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In time, becomes this little thing …

 

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That eventually meets another little thing to do a little thing so more little things can in turn do their thing …

 

Life on earth depends on the little things.

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Be – Jewelled

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I’ll add the rest of this series so they are on site for future posting.

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As I daily pass along the garden’s various coloured inhabitants I often notice the visitors. They can stand out and are sometimes camouflaged. It’s only when I get down to them do I really see what it is – another wonder of the earth.

It was late afternoon and this was the only one of its kind about so I took a chance and picked the leaf it was on and brought it to some more interesting background/s, to show it off – as it should be in these times of ignorance, of our beautiful nature.

The ‘trick’ to seeing the beauty of our nature is to spend time in and about it. That way its true nature grows inside while the other stuff dies off, fades away. It’s a matter of value, whether simple beauty or mental emotional activity is attended – because one is surely not the other, and two things can’t occupy the same space.

A jewel lingering in the minds eye, or repetitive mundane intellectual activity. It’s a choice, when it is.

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