Category: Photography

  • Have You Seen This? Assassin Bug

    Have You Seen This? Assassin Bug

    assassin bug

    “Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
    The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
    Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
    The frumious Bandersnatch!”

     

    OK, this isn’t a Jabberwocky. It’s an assassin bug, and when I took this picture back in 2008 I’d never seen one before.

    Since then, I’ve seen them here and there, and this year I’ve seen several, even though I no longer spend my mornings wandering around the yard looking for interesting things to photograph (though now I think about it, I probably should).

    I don’t know that necessarily means there are more assassin bugs around than there used to be, but keep your eyes peeled, friends! You can find some sort of assassin bug pretty much anywhere in the United States and that beak he keeps tucked under his head bites.

    An assassin bug will violently stab prey to death— it’s pretty neat to watch actually— and juveniles and mature assassins alike will reward you with a nasty, painful bite if you manhandle him. So don’t.

     

  • Wordless Wednesday: Mama Robins are Tough

    Wordless Wednesday: Mama Robins are Tough

    robins eggs in nest
    baby robins
    fledgling
    juvenile robin

    I would have given anything to keep her little.

    They outgrow us so much faster than we outgrow them.

    ― Jodi Picoult, My Sister’s Keeper

     

    Less than a month passed, from discovery of the robin’s eggs to keeping the dogs inside while the fledglings learned to fly.

    Mama Robins have it tough, man. I know I wasn’t ready to see them fly the nest yet.

    They get so big so fast….

     

     

     ** all photos taken by Jeff and texted to me to make me smile. I think. **

     

  • Seriously. No Comment.

    Seriously. No Comment.

    March snow

    By March, the worst of the winter would be over.
    The snow would thaw, the rivers begin to run
    and the world would wake into itself again.

    Not that year.

    Winter hung in there, like an invalid refusing to die.
    Day after grey day the ice stayed hard;
    the world remained unfriendly and cold.

    ― Neil Gaiman, Odd and the Frost Giants

     

     

    Spring needs to get its act together.