This spider, its tiny body almost doubled over as it clings to the slenderest grass seed head, certainly seems on the edge.
This spider, its tiny body almost doubled over as it clings to the slenderest grass seed head, certainly seems on the edge.
This mushroom’s glorious red was striking against the green grassy background. Thought I’d go ’round the back to see how the reverse angle might be. Looks like a squirrel got there first!
The probability of pine needles landing more or less vertically seems to me to have the about same probability of a tossed coin landing on its edge. Which is why this sight grabbed my eye. A green swath with pine needles landed heads down, sticking up from the grass like a little forest of lawn darts. Alas, the lawnmower man came by the next day and the needle forest was gone.
Texture would seem to be such a simple thing. Wandered around among the trees and weeds looking for anything new that would really fit the challenge. (Our previous post, “Coral Fungus,” would’ve been perfect). So here’s what we found today:
Extra textures we loved:
Was looking through the files (read: images that somehow never seem to get deleted from the camera disk) and came across this one shot from my office window.
It was a very hot June day, and this robin, like everyone else on very hot days, seemed rather irritable. He walked to and fro, ranting as he went. He finally ran out of steam and sat in the grass, panting and with his feathers fluffed to vent heat. In the top shot, he sat at the edge of the building’s shadow; the other shot is what he looks like in all his glorious grouchy color.
Fall and winter are trying to gain a foothold here in Arkansas. These shots came from one of the few frostly mornings we’ve had here in Central Arkansas — cold snaps sandwiched between days with highs in the 70s, a few thunderstorms and the occasional tornado watch.
More changing seasons:
And the home for the weekly challenge: http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2012/12/07/weekly-photo-challenge-changing-seasons/
A welcome sight on arriving home from work — indigo buntings and a cardinal pecking around the grass.