Ladies and Gentlemen, there has been a death in the family and
fears tears before bedtime.
For weeks now, we have been nurturing two huntsman spiders.
Here is one posing as a fridge magnet.
We were admiring one this evening when suddenly the spider lost its balance and fell onto the floor. We tried to get to it before Fynnie the rat-eating dog. It was horrendous. It was frightening. Alas, we were too late and the spider was slain. It’s a dog eat spider world. Fynn is a dog of diverse tastes.
There is only one thing to do. You guessed it.
Release the Kra ken. (Sorry, that’s another program). Interpretative dance. Join me and release your inner dog, bitch or spider.
The Ragtag Daily Prompt — Nurture, and
Sarah’s Share Your Music – 30 Days 30 Songs Challenge. It is not too late to join the challenges. Casual players welcome. Click on the links to join in the challenges.
Take me to the April sun in Canberra (pronounced Canbra). In the words of George Eliot:
“Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.”
Daylight savings has ended. so we sleep in another hour.
Warning: this post contains many exclamation marks.
It’s hard to be serious about blogging, ladies and gentlemen, when the sun is shining brightly. So yes, I am still procrastinating. This is not my promised “dear-to-my heart” post, but rather my “fear-to-my-heart” post. When my adrenaline levels peak, I have my werewolves in London moment. I start writing very bad rhyming poetry. It’s insane. Thankfully the urge soon passes. Anyway, here’s the first line –
On a bright and sunny day, Fynnie dog went out to play. Read more
Dear Readers, can you believe that it is already March? So here I am, commencing my second year of The Changing Seasons challenge. I’m feeling battered this month, like an incumbent government that is falling in the polls even though the economy is performing well. Don’t the punters know that they have never had it so good? I suppose that is because we don’t live in an economy; we live in a society, and there has been a fair bit of societal ugliness going round. So yep, although I want to crawl under a rock or hide in my own little “Canberra bubble” (sorry. in joke), March was mostly good for me.
So, let’s get started. Read more
As today’s Ragtag Daily Prompt is diurnal, I thought I would post a couple of photos of the eastern long-necked turtle. The (Australian) eastern long-necked turtle is a sun-worshipper. It is a cold-blooded, diurnal animal. These small fresh-water turtles are most active mid-morning and afternoon once they have warmed up. Read more
My February Changing Seasons post will be divided into two parts. Part 1 contains the serious environmental message. Part 2 is more lighthearted.
This post contains images that may distress some viewers. Read more
I would like to thank Frank at Dutch Goes the Photo for his Tuesday word prompt, crawl. It allows me to post about something near and dear to my heart. Yes, I know. Everything is near and dear to my heart, but that can’t be a bad thing surely? You have probably all seen the news this week about a recent insect study review. The review found that insect numbers have plummeted, experiencing a 2.5% loss per year. Now one can argue about the rate of decline, whether it can be applied uniformly across the globe and to all insects, but one thing is clear, our insect population is in trouble. Read more
This is my response to the Ragtag Daily Prompt — Manufacture. I’ve finally come up with the an idea for my next mosaic. After my last huge effort, I am looking to do something small, literally. I like to make mosaics from my own photos, but in this case I won’t be able to. I should be so lucky to see an endangered mountain pygmy possum! Read more
Today’s post will introduce two very strange aquatic creatures found at one of Canberra’s nature reserves — the first, one very odd looking duck, and the second, quite duck-like.
Australia’s musk duck looks half-fish, half duck. It must be the oddest looking duck I’ve ever come across. It is so named because it is very smelly, emitting a musky smell from scent glands on its rump. Musk ducks spend most of their time in the water. They even sleep on the water. They can fly, but launching from the water or ground is hard work, so they do so infrequently. When fleeing predators, they choose a watery escape rather than take to the wing. Read more