Roger caught a tree frog while we were in Missouri. Yesterday was “release day” — the day we release the menagerie of animals Roger had collected and cared for over the past few weeks.
I took at as an opportunity to photograph the little guy on release. Quite photogenic, I found.
Ever hang out with a little kid — 2 to 5 year old, typically — that insists on being held upside down and then laughs and laughs and laughs when they are?
Why is that?
Because, sometimes, viewing the world upside down makes it all so much better.
Same can be said of photos. Sometimes, a mediocre photo becomes something magical when viewed upside down.
Yesterday, my dad was returning from an errand and one of the neighbors was stopped along the gravel road near the house, peering into the ditch.
Dad stopped and found that they were looking at a wild turkey. In the ditch a few feet away from the neighbors. Not reacting much, but standing upright.
Clearly something was seriously wrong with this bird. Dad came up to the house to let us now. Roger, dad and I headed back to check out the turkey.
Upon closer examination, it became clear that this was one seriously ill wild turkey. Its head was completely covered in warty growths, including its tongue which was kind of hanging out to one side. The poor thing could barely see.
I took a few pictures, but I’m neither embedding them here nor putting ‘em in my flickr stream. They are of one seriously diseased bird; nothing pleasant to look at. You can click through to the extended bit of the story to see the image.
We decided the best thing to do was to call the state conservation department. Fortunately, I had my iPhone in my pocket — a quick google search got the phone number, but revealed that they had no staff to deal with the bird (though they were interested).
So, another google searched turned up animal control. Gave a call — they captured the bird and held it overnight for the conservation department to have a look. I’ll try to call tomorrow to find out the verdict.
I believe this is a Sulfur Butterfly of some kind. Not sure.
This is a Male Orange sulphur or Alfalfa butterfly (Colias eurytheme).
Love the polka-dotted eyes. Monarch eyes are polka-dotted, too.
It is sitting on a faded gallardia blossom.
I also captured a bit more traditional shot of the same species of buttefly sitting on a bit less faded gallardia blossom.
Identification and additional information from Philip Koenig, Missouri regional coordinator for Butterflies and Moths of North America. See www.butterfliesandmoths.org/ for more information. (Phil: Thank you!)
Anyone know what kind of moth this is?
One of Missouri’s two species of Plume moths (family Pterophoridae). Neither of the species has a common name. The scientific name of this species is Platyptilia carduidactyla. The larvae feed on thistles.
It alighted upon the backstop behind the stove in my parent’s house. Conveniently, the stove is lit by high intensity point source halogen bulbs.
Since it has no common name, I’m going to call it the jesus moth.
Love that shadow. Almost like bat wings.
Indentification and additional information from Philip Koenig, Missouri regional coordinator for Butterflies and Moths of North America. See http://www.butterfliesandmoths.org/ for more information. (Phil: Thank you!)
I did go ahead and purchase the Canon EF 50mm f/1.4 USM Medium Telephoto Lens (pictured at right).
For an extra $225, you get a faster lens (f/1.4 vs. f/1.8) and a much much higher quality build. It features an ultrasonic focus motor that is quiet, smooth, and very fast (unlike the loud and clunky focus motor in the Canon EF 50mm f/1.8). The f/1.8 lens has a metal mount and is about 3x as heavy as the f/1.4 50mm lens.
Optically, it is a superior lens, but not entirely!
Now that I have both lenses, I’m actually torn about parting with the f/1.8 super-cheapo lens. A little bit. Not much, though.
Read on for details…
Butterflies and how too much of a good thing leads to disappointing photos. I would like to thank someone (Gruber/DF???) for posting a link to this incredible article, which ultimately led me to picking up the 50mm f/1.8 lens. Since posting my semi-review, much discussion has been spawned. John Gruber/DF, Duncan (post 1 and post 2), and Fraser all have written some thought provoking words on the subject and I hope to drop some more semi-clueless observations in the coming days.
Thank you to all that have commented. I know that my photography skills have improved in the past week as a result.
Coincidental with our visit to Missouri, it appears to be Monarch Migration Season in the midwest.
At least, there have been many (4 in this picture alone) monarchs feeding on the milkweed planted in the garden border.
Absolutely gorgeous butterflies.
In this particular closeup (which I find more interesting than the traditional closeup from behind/above), it looks like the monarch’s body is covered in little paint splotches.
Zooming in on the full sized image, even the eyes have little faint white spots.
This image was taken with a Canon EF 100mm f/2.8 Macro USM Lens; 1/200th of a second, f/4, ISO100.
Update:Amie’s kind comment combined with the bright sunshine of today inspired me to head out and take another series of shots of Ms. Garden Spider in the high sun such that I could also have a green background.
And, as Amie (an old friend, btw, with a neat weblog who also happens to be a founder of the very cool EBSQ Art collective) suggested, the green background is really quite pleasant.
Ms. Spider grabbed a meal overnight, as can be seen.
All in all, I think I like this shot the best, now, from the whole “Spider Focused Photograph” perspective. I still dig the metallic photos just because the thought of a spider running around with a carapace made half of molten metal strikes me as pretty cool, too.
Original post: Roger and I are hanging at my parent’s pad for a while and that means lots of nature, bug hunting, temporary pet management, and — of course — photography.
Roger found a beatiful garden spider sitting in the middle of its web in an easily accessible spot. After reading strobist for a bit, I decided to take a handful of photos from different angles with different lighting. (No strobes, though).
The differences are striking.
This particular photo was taken at sunset with the sun behind and to the left of me. I was slightly below the spider and, thus, caught a bit of the reflected sunlight in the silvery parts of the spider.
Click on through for 3 more shots of Ms. Spider with different lighting.
Since moving into our ’62 Eichler, I have been slowly upgrading various bits of infrastructure. This weekend, my goal was to rip out the 30+ year old rusted porch light fixture that illuminated about 30% of the chimney and that was only if the bloody thing worked. Useless. Must die.
Unfortuntely, a quick glance with a flashlight revealed quite the extended family of wasps had taken up residence in the fixture. Now, normally, leaving the light on for a few hours would be enough to drive the wasps out. Not so, in this case, as I had long ago replaced the existing watt-burner wth a compact florescent that did not sit well in the ancient socket and, thus, did not work.
So… me vs. the wasp mob.
Fortunately, the nest seemed relatively docile (No clue why– doubled the paranoid factor). And, thus, I was able to slip a freezer bag around the entire fixture and zip-loc it at the top (Christine’s rather brilliant idea — of course, did she volunteer to do the actual baggin?!?! No way!). Insufficient the zip seemed, so I added a couple o’ layers of duct tape. Bit of a difference between “shake shake spill” with food vs. “shake shake spill-oh-crap-i’m-six-feet-up-a-ladder-with-dozens-of-wasps-looking-to-kill-me”.
Wasps apparently aren’t really into the whole “nest in a bag thing”.
After unscrewing the fixture from the junction box — a tense moment as I had no idea whether or not the wasps could pass through the junction box — the nest went straight from “docile” to “exceedingly pissed”.
Now, I really don’t have anything against wasps. Paper wasps don’t sting — they have a really nasty bite — and, thus, do not tend to cause allergic reactions. They are voracious eaters of all kinds of garden pests.
As well, the wasps are generally non-aggressive. This family had been living on our porce for quite a while. Roger had been bitten once, but he likes to catch the wasps. With his bare hands. Quite good at it, too — knows how to hold ‘em so they can’t bite him. Mostly.
They are only really aggressive in the fall after the first few cold nights or first frost. Then their food supply crashses and the wasps get a bit desperate. I’m not exactly sure what wasps due during the winter.
Anyway, I didn’t really want to kill the wasps.
I left the bagged nest in a protected spot until the temperature (and their oxygen levels) dropped off a bit. Once the family calmed down a bit, I took ‘em out to the fron yard and cut a corner off zip lock and shook the wasps out on the ground. Amazing, the entire group of wasps crawled off — didn’t fly — and disappeared within 15 minutes.
It’ll be interesting to see if they show up at the location of the new lamp tomorrow. Fortunately, it is relatively wasp proof and, since it works, it’ll deter their return. Unfortunately, one of the stupid spot CFLs I installed burned out within 10 minutes of being turned on and that side of the fixture is currently quite welcoming to the little buggers.
Low maintenance groundcover plants that are willing to grow in poor soil with little irrigation are generally quite welcome in most areas.
And the plant pictured certainly looks pretty damned healthy for something growing in hard pack clay and gravel with no water and zero protection from the blazing hot sun.
Better yet, look at how it is spreading so nicely to cover the ground while maintaining an extremely low growth habit. Looks like it might even be a really pleasant ground cover for paths or walkways.
Closer inspection reveals that it even has these really pleasant little yellow flowers!
Cute, even! And it is covered in them!
How can anyone not love this plant?
But, wait, what is this?
Every one of those little yellow flowers turns into a seed pod. The fruit of the vine, if you will.
And every one of those little seed pods breaks apart into four or five sections, each with quarter inch spikes.
While the spikes are semi-hard when green (hard enough to puncture skin), they turn iron-hard when dry. The design of the little seed pod sections is such that they spikes point up.
How hard are they?
Hard enough to go through bike tires, thin soled shoes, people feet, animal skin, and — even — small car tires.
And they hurt likely bloody hell. Typical to thorns like this, the surface has some kind of irritant on it that causes the puncture wounds to be extremely painful.
Roger and I have been on a personal vendetta to eliminate this evil plant wherever we find it. It is one of the few plants that I might actually consider using chemicals on.
As you can see in the picture, this ground crawling vine can get to be quite large. That isn’t even the largest one we have eliminated in the area.
Tribulus terrestis is an invasive species that has gained a foothold across most of the warmer climates of the world. It is the bane of bicyclists and open shoed hikers.
Recently, I ran into a nasty patch of it on one of the trails in Cupertino that I ride my bike to work on. Obviously, an infestation of puncture vine along a public walkway can be very painful and unpleasant to folks using said path.
I contacted Cupertino Parks and Recreation and they had the plant eradicated within a day! Very impressive!
Update: As the summer wore on, a couple more sprouts popped up here and there. Cupertino Parks & Rec eliminated them in short order. Clearly, they keep an eye on outbreaks! Nice!