Nature's Place

Spider Time

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Time for the huntsman, after the rains. When all alive come to the surface for survival. Spider takes advantage, on the passion-fruit.

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Compendium

Fruit fly mating on the pawpaw tree leaf stem.

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There is no privacy in the macro world, always someone peeping it seems.

Some kind of cockroach I think. Sleek, designed for getting under and between.

And functionally handsome … in a way, the way of seeing, and not thinking.

Blue Tongue Lizard nibbling on breakfast banana throwaways in the garden. Moving house I moved its house and now it’s homeless, at least moved on. For now, it’s all now, not then …

Hmmm, can’t remember. Some kind of bug drinking from the juice of a hibiscus flower bud.

Butterfly at rest. These ones come from the caterpillars that love the native crocus.

At rest again … Needs rest.

Time for a little rest, or little time for rest. Which is it …

Neither, it is what it is. I am what I am.

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Harlequin Hiker

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They came home on my back from the remnant rainforest at Eprapah, and stayed.

That was years ago and there’s plenty of space for them in the garden.

Beautiful little things, to look at. The colours, the form.

Thinking about them … I don’t do that.

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Somewhere To Live …

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… looking for.

Not these guys. They live where they land, where they fly, wherever they happen to be.

That’s life living in nature, not a care in the world. And such a dangerous place too.

And so much survives long enough it all goes on, and on. For now.

For now. Because things are changing, nature is changing …

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The Dead Of Night

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Not so dead at all, as you can see. The darkness of night does suggest a kind of death, if only by what can’t be seen.

But what can’t be seen is not here now, and the darkness of night is filled with life, of another sense than the light of day.

It’s just a matter of looking with a view to seeing, what is …

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Assassin Once More

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How many times they moult, who knows.

How many times we moult, god knows.

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Lynx

Spider on the butterfly bush, making a home, to sleep, eat, mate and probably die. Ce La Vie.

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Just For Show

Is nature intended to entertain as well as function? Or is it the fascination with what is essentially my own nature that attracts me so …

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Candy Colour

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There’s a sedative bush in the garden that these little creatures just love to death.

Everytime this bush produces leaves these creatures love it to death.

And then it rises from the ashes again and they love it to death again.

This has been going on for years – love, death, love, death, love, death.

It could be that one always leads to the other and neither is what it seems.

Love, death, love, death, love, death …

Life, love, death …

Love, death, life …

Death, life, love …

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