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|31||medium||Actually, it was more like a 3/4-inchworm. It came in with the mint I picked to make mojitos. While I'm unhappy with the Nikon's ability to focus in low light, it does a great job on hand-help macro snapshots.|
|22||medium||And one more of the crab, this time the underside
showing the apron. This one's a male.
The sunset this evening was fantastic - pink and blue pastel with golden rays of sunlight in a fan that spread across the entire western sky. The camera was at the house..
|21||medium||More of the famous giant soft-shell. I have no idea of the purpose of the cinnamon brown fringe around the legs.|
|20||medium||I wish I'd been able to take more time and shoot better pictures, but the crab and I had a breakfast date.|
|19||medium||He shed his shell last night and ended up on a breakfast plate this morning in a light lime brown butter sauce. I dusted him with corn flour and fried him in plusgra butter.|
|18||medium||It's the closest thing to Malibu on the bay - a skim board. You throw it down where the sand is flat with just a thin layer of water and hydroplane along your way. If this scene appeared on a television nature show, the narrative would be describing the male's hopeful attempts to impress the female with his elaborate display.|
|17||medium||A tiny puffball, about the diameter of a dime, with one clinging droplet of water. The spiked surface looks like meringue peaks or a pale pineapple.|
|16||medium||Solitude and a chance for a big redfish in a hazy August sunset.|
|15||medium||It makes me think of all those classic "Take me to your leader." jokes.|
|14||medium||Someone in the harbor has a diesel fuel leak.|
|13||medium||Anne's topiary for all seasons. He's adapted well to the weather we've been having lately.|
|12||medium||Rainy Sunday umbrella reflection in the harbor. It's not easy maintaining your machismo around a bunch of shrimpers when you're carrying an umbrella in a light rain, but my machismo means less to me than the new camera.|
|11||medium||Saturday was a perfectly horrible day to go fishing out in the islands, but we went anyway. Hey, you can't experience a near-miss lightning strike and a fresh-water flood on a sandy barrier island beach by staying home on the porch. And besides, we caught a beautiful trout.|
|10||medium||White vehicles in sheet metal and fiberglass and straight lines and curves.|
|9||medium||Mayflies define delicacy in structure and in form.|
|8||medium||Interior of a ginger lily blossom during a lull in the afternoon rain showers.|
|4||medium||This little insect had attitude. He stood still for a couple of shots and then jumped right at me when I tried to herd him where I wanted him to be. Striped antennae by Dr. Seuss. Background by June's ginger lilies.|
|3||medium||A passion flower blossom with the central parts of the flower removed. The entire flower is almost too much to look at.|
|2||medium||Detail of passion flower blossom.|
|This rose fluttering from the driveway when I arrived home after dinner. Newly emerged, damp, and delicate; illustrating the absolute wonder of flight. The motion was wonderful: a cluster of four fluttering wings beating so slowly that each beat was individually discernable. And the whole insect rising majestically upward, and made even more dramatic by the white blaze of the headlights. It seemed as if there should be a crowd of observers marveling at the fact that the thing was able to lift itself into the air. (I shot a quick photo on the kitchen table before releasing it.)|
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