A fast-flying yellow swallowtail stopped long enough to grace our the wildflower garden yesterday.
Funnel web spider out of his silken tube, mirrored in a glass window.
The big raucous pileated woodpeckers in our corner of the Ouachita Mountains have been the Moby Dick to my Ahab-ic photographic ambitions. For years, I’ve tried to capture a decent photo, but they’ve proven elusive, skittish and pretty good at hiding for something so large and loudly colored. But finally, FINALLY, one very vocal female lit in a tree this morning, not far from our living room window. And there she is.
You know that old saw about stopping to smell the roses? Photography can be something like that, except you lean in with your lens, absorbing all the details. Suddenly there appear all those wonderful bits of life and texture that on regular day are as invisible as the quantum world.
Construction crane booms point toward the nearly full moon. They are part of the project to replace the Broadway Bridge linking Little Rock and North Little Rock.
White marked tussock caterpillar peers over the edge of the hummingbird feeder into a two-story abyss. We have no idea how he got there. He did leave the hard way, walking off the edge. By the time we got down to the sidewalk — POOF — he had gone.
The scene was like some botanical swing dance, with the partners tethered by the slenderest strand of spider silk. A hot summer breeze kept the seed parachute aloft, but never out of reach of its partner.
Two bluebirds among a flock feeding on sumac growing around the house.
One more look at this week’s photo challenge, visualizing “connected.” Nature provided a few examples this morning.