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These tumbling flower beetles were crawling over leaves, flying, and landing again at Horton Grove Reserve in Durham County, North Carolina on 6 June 2020. This sure looked to me like lekking (courtship/mating) behavior. It was hard to keep track of individuals, so these images are combined for an iNaturalist observation. Identifying members of this family is difficult, but the pattern on these looked distinctive--these appear to be:
Falsomordellistena pubescens (3-4 mm)
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.. if I put on sunglasses, tie my hair back and make kissing noises to the sun..
..Perhaps it will appear..?
I think it's time for another patchwork tote! I picked up lots of Sugar Snap over at fabric.com and I think it would make such a cute tote!
I was going to cut it out tonight but I ended up watching It's Complicated. It was quite funny! Who doesn't love Meryl Streep?
At first I thought Whitethroat but am now wondering if this is Spectacled Warbler. Taken at the summit of a mountain road leading from Heras to Puerto de Honduras, Spain in May.
Love is nothing more perhaps than the stimulation of those eddies which, in the wake of an emotion, stir the soul. (Proust, Translated by C.K. Scott Moncrieff.)
Lake District, August 2009. Olympus OM40 with Zuiko 35mm Lens (I think). Expired HP5+ in ID11 1+1 13 minutes.
My happiest memory of that place. Hope is a weird thing, i guess. (and it still hurts a lot...)
Inhumas-GO / Brasil, JAN/2011.
Perhaps Chedworth is best known for it's Roman villa hidden at the end of a wooded valley a short distance from the village. Chedworth is a linear settlement which follows a steep sided valley for several miles, the small cottages that make up the majority of the buildings are masked amongst the trees and lost from sight by the rise and fall of the land. Perhaps the centre of the village is it's beginning, the group of houses that cluster below the church, which is cut into the steep valley side above. All is quiet and calm, paddocks with sheep, chickens, a pair of donkeys and even llamas line the road. The church is an early foundation, parts of the present structure dating to the late Norman period, most notably the tower. However it is the beauty of the setting, looking out over the valley below and the dramatic wall of Perpendicular windows that make up the south facade that add such beauty to this remote church. The south wall is also remarkable for a series of inscriptions from the late 15th century which include dates written in Arabic numerals. This early use of a system of notation which would revolutionize mathematical calculation is perhaps the product of the international connections of local wool merchants. Chedworth was once a busier place, the remains of a disused railway run through the village and indeed through a substantial tunnel nearby and a Wartime air field can be seen in the fields beyond.
Perhaps when Halley's Comet passes by again in 2062, I might just hitch a ride. I'd weigh less.
Taken at the American Museum of Natural History at the Hayden Planetarium (Rose Centre for Earth and Space). This section is called 'The Scales of the Universe' and you can weigh yourself on a bunch of different objects in the universe.
Perhaps an odd photo to honor my husband's birthday... in my defense there were also five Indian entrees, four types of naan, three extras around the table, and too many candles on an ice cream cake for one guy to blow out.
The connection is that this repurposed insulator is from the camp where he worked the summer we met, which was inconveniently more than six hours from my home that summer. Part of his job was to be available to guests, so he had downtime to paint pictures and write poems for me. We had a very creative snail mail correspondence.
The cabins have not changed much in the sixteen years since that summer (nor the decades prior). The biggest change is the now (unfortunate) "campy" uniform color scheme, which isn't quite their original charming mismatched pastel aesthetic... but it's still fun to walk through and reminisce.
Viviendo... comprendí que nadie te compra la vida, ni tu alma gemela, ni tus amigos, ni siquiera uno mismo puede, y por triste que suene, nunca sabemos si estamos escribiendo por ultima vez, si besamos por ultima vez, si abrazamos por ultima vez. Todo llega a su fin, como miles de canciones pronuncian. Y tengo miedo de eso. Aún soy demasiado jóven. Pero más miedo tengo de dame cuenta que no he vivido lo suficiente como para reir más, conocer más personas y de paso, darme cuenta del tiempo que perdí con otras. Y quizas todos tengamos el mismo miedo si nos ponemos a pensar... ¿Y si no lloramos lo suficiente como para desahogarnos por completo? ¿Y si nos falta amar más? O peor aún... ¿Y si todabía no amamos ni nos sentimos amados aún? Se que tengo mucho que contar, que disfrutar, y por alcanzar. Incluso seguro que todabía le debo pedir perdón a alguien y dar un abrazo pendiente. Llorar de emoción. Comer más de las cosas que me gustan. No enfadarme tanto, gritar un poco más, armar nuevos planes... Hoy quiero vivir lo mejor posible. Hoy quiero levantarme con el pie derecho siempre (o al menos lo intentaría). Hoy quiero aprender más, conocer más. Quiero vivir sin pensar en un limite de tiempo ni en una fecha de vencimiento. Pero por sobre todo, hoy quiero vivir la vida tal cual me toco vivirla.
This was taken at the Royal Regalia Museum. This is the chariot (or perhaps a replica) of the chariot that would transport the Sultan on special occasions.
This picture makes me the tiniest bit sad that I'm vegan now. If anyone knows any good vegan tips for ordering chinese, please let me know. Especially fried rice or lo mein?
Got a new camera for Christmas. <3
Possibly going to do a 52 week project starting in the new year. (: