Tag: fauna

When I lived out in the country, I had these guys living in several of my windows, between the glass and the screen. I just left them alone, because they were harmless where they were, and they eat bugs. It’s also interesting to watch their babies hatch.

This one is on the outside of my patio door, sheltered in the overhang.

This is another photo from the house where I’m cat sitting. The shell is half buried in the ground, so in order to get a halfway decent shot of it, you either have to lie on the ground (which is crawling with little spiders, so I do not recommend it!) or you have to set your camera on auto focus and set it on the ground and hope for the best. I went with option B.

I was late leaving for work this morning, otherwise I would have missed the festivities. Henry, Polly, and Harriet all hurtled themselves at the patio door at the same time. Aieee! I went to see what the uproar was about, and was greeted with this sight. Well, almost this sight. I’ll spare you the first couple of photos, which were of the doe squatting to pee.

And now, I’m off to see if there is anything not-Michael Jackson-related on the teevee. After, that is, I see if there is anything mushy to eat. I had no idea it was possible to get sick of mashed potatoes, mac n’ cheese, and tomato soup. Who knew?! Friday’s dental appointment from hell cannot come quickly enough.

This little guy was resting on the main door of my building when I got home this morning. I wish I’d gotten a better shot of his face, because it was amazing. I went inside to get my macro lens, but by the time I’d gotten back, he’d flown off. The one face-on shot I did get was taken through the double-glazed window, so it’s not as clear as I’d’ve liked.

Their larvae mimic tree branches. Very cool! I’ve never seen one in that stage, but now I’ll know to keep an eye out for them.

It’s nearly done, and a good thing, because my knee and back are sore. Also my hands, from stapling new covers onto the dining room chair seats. Once the giant mountain of Freecycle stuff is gone from the dining room and I dump the crap in my car at the Mission, all that’s left will be cleaning the bathroom, washing the dog and trimming her nails, and cleaning the studio, which is already half-way clean.

I’m hoping to finish up tonight (well, everything except the trip to the Mission). If so, this will be the first time since moving here that everything has been clean and organized at the same time. I’ve even been dumping and sorting drawers, closets, and boxes as I’ve moved stuff around.

These two may as well be joined at the hip, because they are never more than a fin’s length away from each other.