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I had my eyes opened to the talent and tenacity of wasps when taken to see this abandoned nest.
Here we can see the internal egg chambers, some covered with silk by the larvae when they are preparing to pupate. And the paper layers of the exterior.
All wasp nests are rebuilt from scratch every season. When a queen wasp has found a suitable location to build her nest, she will begin to harvest wood which she mixes with her saliva to create paper.
She will build a small nest that resembles a golf ball, and around 10-20 egg chambers will be made inside.
The queen wasp will then lay eggs in these chambers and tend to them. Once these baby wasps hatch, the queen will no longer leave the nest. It will be these new worker wasp's job to provide food and material to build the wasp nest even larger, and from this point the queen wasp will become an egg production machine.
If memory serves, this was a good 30 to 40 cm in diameter. Seen in south-west Pennsylvania, USA.
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"It’s time I should be thankful
For all that I have got,
Instead of bitching and complaining
Of all that I have not.
I just forgot
That there are people with the blues
Who are living on the sidewalk
And they’re sleeping in their shoes.
They are the clues
That you must always be my girl,
So we can dance together
In the midnight of the world."
- - John Stewart's lyrics: "Midnight of The World"
Hanging on through autumn, frost and second big snowfall of winter. Very impressive! (7DWF Wednesday Theme: macro or closeup. 5D Mark III f11 1/25 sec 100mm ISO 100)
In spite of the omnipresent power of the elements that engulf the little tree, it clings tenaciously to life on the cliffside in its coat of frost.
When I saw this on one of my recent fishing trips, I was reminded once again of the lesson on survival so often provided to us by Nature. Amidst an evergreen forest of fir and spruce, a birch seed, against all odds, found a tiny bit of soil in the crack of this rock in the lake, germinated and grew into a tree. It may only last for a short time but for now it's certainly flourishing and making the most of what its been given.
This view is looking to the west. However, in the other direction is the full expanse of the lake from which this little tree has to endure the full fury of winter's easterly winds and driving sleet and snow.
I thought many Flickr viewers would appreciate these two so I decided to upload them before I leave for a two week absence.
Large is certainly better.
Plant in a crack of a rock (probably armeria maritima also sea thrift or sea ping, without the pink flowers), close to the sea coast near Gothenburg, Sweden. Taken on Ilfort FP4Plus.
clifftop foredune vegetation near boozy gully
canunda national park, limestone coast, in the south east of south australia
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These plants are growing on the stone walls of Fort Popham in Phippsburg, Maine. It is interesting to me to consider how the seeds from the various plant species came to be located in what are very small crevices in the wall.
When I saw this on one of my recent fishing trips, I was reminded once again of the lesson on survival so often provided to us by Nature. Amidst an evergreen forest of fir and spruce, a birch seed, against all odds, found a tiny bit of soil in the crack of this rock in the lake, germinated and grew into a tree. It may only last for a short time but for now it's certainly flourishing and making the most of what its been given.
This view is looking to the southeast. Just around the bend to the left is the full expanse of the lake from which this little tree has to endure the full fury of winter's easterly winds and driving sleet and snow.
I thought many Flickr viewers would appreciate these two so I decided to upload them before I leave for a two week absence.
Larger is certainly better.
I'm really enjoying increasing the abstractness and minimalism of nature. In this case, of a fast flowing mountain river.
All night, and well into the next day, the wind and rain had pounded the croft house where we were staying. It finally relented in the late afternoon; giving us an hour or two to make use of what light was left in the day.
Water is transformative. It has helped shape the land here; in turns nibbling at the edges or guzzling like a hungry man at a feast. Driving channels down the hillsides surrounding us and pouring into the fields below; an ever-present reminder of the forces of nature at work.
The small burn we’d crossed two days before was now swollen and unrecognizable. Surging and tossing its way through Achateny to the sea beyond. Sodden and dripping, on this afternoon the fields show little sign of the fiery past which gave them their name.
Under the grey sky, the colours of the waterfall come to life. Rich caramels and browns, mixed in with creamy, frothy whites; blackened rocks and, here and there, a flicker of green from plants caught under the flow. A few tentatively stick their heads above, supplicant to the water yet steadfastly staying in place. Tenacity and persistence, apt words for what is needed to live in this place.
Taken at Kakabeka Falls in Ontario. Really impressive waterfall. This little spit of rock is right in the middle of the flow. Hard to believe anything could survive there.
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These pretty little Diascia flowers are still clinging on!
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I love the tenacity of this old lodgepole pine tree growing on the granite slope of Lembert Dome in Yosemite National Park
The Tree of Life hangs on despite continuous erosion around its roots.
Kalaloch Beach, Olympic National Park, WA, 2025