aggienaut: (Numbat)


THIS my fine friends is a picture that shows ... my complete and utter inability to make a posed smile. I really can't do it. It ends up looking like I'm trying to show you something stuck in my teeth. Hence why I wasn't smiling in two of the three potential profile pictures from my recent entry, and was making a ridiculous sort of "smile" in the third.

So the picture came out looking like I'm freaked out or something, but, you know, its hard to get a good picture from that angle and its the only one that came out with my friend here Winston St Andrews properly in focus. Winston is a "St Andrews Cross" spider and has been riding around with me for four days now, hanging out right there in the passenger seat at head height.



Interesting fact I learned, "Charlotte" of "Charlotte's Web" fame is actually a closely related species (same genus), that looks about the same and is called a "Writing Spider" in the US. So there's a literary tradition of these guys having a personality!

Also I learned that no one knows the purpose of the "decorations" they make in their web. How interesting!

As part of my slow descent into insanity I often find myself saying things like "Hey Winston why don't you roll down the window over there?" or "Hey Winston can you pass me that notebook?" Yes, out loud even.


Also yesterday while I was working I kept hearing branches break above me. I looked around hoping to see a koala or something but couldn't see anything, had to conclude maybe the strong winds we'd been having had just broken a bunch of branches ... and then I finally spied THIS guy:



I believe that's a lace monitor, Australia's second largest goanna. It looked to be about four feet long, with the body mass of a small child. And it was clambering around just over my head -- the lizard of Damocles!

aggienaut: (tallships)


This wasp literally just ended up in my hand, dead. It was quite peculiar. I went to pick something up out of the truck and suddenly it was in my hand. I don't think I killed it, I never noticed any struggle or crunch nor was it still quivering or anything. Dead as a door knob, magically in my hand. Weird. Anyway, according to my friend Dr Thorp it is a Thynnid Wasp (Family Tiphiidae), a male -- the females are wingless and often carried around at the tip of the abdomen of the male (?!?). They are parasites of beetle grubs.


And on that note! I think, possibly, if I magically managed to land one of the limited number of slots, I might be doing the "LJ Idol: Exhibit A" writing competition that's just about to begin.




And this is a fly of family Syrphidae which looks like a bee in order to discourage predators. It also randomly landed on my hand, but had the courtesy to be alive at the time.


Today I also saw a huge (9 inch long or so) stickbug. I have pictures but they're still on the camera.
aggienaut: (Bee Drawing)


   So I'm working on a trailer full of beehives in the edge of a bit of forest, and I hear footsteps in the foliage. Clearly something rather large was approaching. Presently, the fellow pictured above lumbers out of the bush, gives me a wry look, and then turns around and trundles back into the shrubbery. I estimate he was about 2.5 feet long.
   I believe it was a lace monitor


   I discovered a short cut home from this particular field the other day. Previously I had to go aggravatingly far out of my way to get home and it would take me twenty minutes. But I discovered some small farm roads I can use to cut more directly across and it only takes ten minutes now. So at lunch I was able to go home, make myself something to eat, and then enjoy a rootbeer float on the beach.



   On the ground just outside my house I found this little critter. I named her Xerxes, though later identification seems to indicate she is most likely a female Megasoma elephas -- elephant beetle. Being female, I renamed her Xerxesephone.


   But as luck would have it, that's not the last of strange beasts showing up today! This evening around ten thirty I hear what sounded like a very large insect repeatedly flying against the screen door. "What is that a rasping, a rasping at my chamber door?" says I.



   I neglected to put something in the shot for scale, but there's the crack under the door in the background, which is somewhere around half a centimeter I reckon.


( The Adventures of Xerxesephone ) and other additional pictures taken today.

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