On Wednesday I posted a B&W photo for Mid-Week Monochrome of a Purple Fringe Lily. I had lots of comments so I thought I should show everyone what a Purple Fringe Lily looks like in colour as well.
Sunday Stills: What is That #Aroma
If you happen to come across a Stinkhorn Fungus, Aseroe rubra, at first you may not notice anything strange. Then perhaps there could be some flies buzzing about. They are the fungi pollinators.
A Stinkhorn or Starfish fungi, starts out like an egg shaped thing which is the fruit emerging from the ground and then gradually opens up. After it bursts its way through the ground, the fruiting body also oozes out a gelatinous goop known as gleba, which contains the Stinkhorn’s spores. Apparently the gleba smells like the dead, rotting flesh of animals or dung. These smelly mucus mass are full of spores at the base of their arms.
Instead of a music video here is one of the Stinkhorn Fungi opening in time lapse plus a bit of history
Ragtag Daily Prompt Monday: Coil
One day I was taking my recycling to the old wool bale bags where I stored my recycling. Lifting the flap I found a small Red-naped Snake in a coil. This photo was first posted in October 2013.
Weakly venomous but considered harmless due to inoffensive nature and reluctance to bite. They grow to about 35cm and feed mainly on small skinks and are nocturnal. This one was happy to scoot away from my camera.
A Re-blog of a post from 2017 which I though of when I saw the Photo a Week Challenge: Tasty Treat
It was late in the afternoon when I heard a Kookaburra ruckus. The usual cackling but also the sound of a young Kookaburra trying to make the adult sounds. It became a raspy sound of a young bird making demands of its parents. Here is a short photo story of the Kookaburras at dinner time.
“Hey Mum, What’s Dad doing down there?”
Just then Dad flew up into the tree with a stick. No its not, it is a Stick Insect.
A bit of adjusting to make sure the Stick Insect didn’t fall again as it did once before.
“Here you go young one……catch”
“Thanks Dad. This looks like a good dinner.”
“I’m not sure if I should let go. What should I do?”
“OK. Here goes. Down the hatch!”
Dad basks in the glow of the afternoon sun, another lesson and dinner over for the evening.
PS I did feel sorry for the Stick Insect as there aren’t as many around as there were years ago. This series of photos were taken from my veranda. Do you see birds feeding around your place?
The Travel Words Photo Challenge – Life in Colour: Brown
A bit of a looking song if you want. One of my favourites
Here are a few browns forgotten last post – the butterflies
and a random mix
I thought I would do a reblog of an old post for the Ragtag Daily Prompt: Trail
I will do a bit of an edit as there was a mistake in the original
A while ago I commented how my girls liked to make the caterpillar train go into a circle. Well, yesterday, driving home, on the road outside of my place, a caterpillar train was crossing the road. I had to stop to make sure they got across the road safely, albeit with a slight detour. They are Ochrogaster lunifer or Processional Caterpillar
The caterpillar train stretched around three meters across the road
The leader seemed to know where to go.
They march nose to tail. Wouldn’t the one in front tickle your nose?
“Somehow” the leader “wanted” to join in the train somewhere
You aren’t allowed to push in the train.
Once you are out, it is hard to get back in.
Soon the train was in a bit of a circle with knots of caterpillars forming
They do try to find some semblance of order
Soon the circle became broken with a knot of caterpillars at the front
I am sure they were trying to elect a new leader
They are really hairy aren’t they?
Election over, the leader decided to get the caterpillar train back on track to find a Fringe Wattle, their favourite food on my place.
NOTE: Do not touch these caterpillars as they can cause a skin rash that can last a while.
NOTE: No caterpillars were harmed in this photo shoot
Terri’s Sunday Stills: A Celebration of #Leaves
Well I don’t really have Autumn (Fall) here at my pace. My seasons are usually cold(ish) for a few weeks and dry (your Winter) or hot and wet, in a good season (your Summer) with mild weather for Autumn and Spring which can be a bit wet but is the best time to plant and get out in the garden. Basically wet and dry are my seasons.
I do like finding interesting leaves around the place. Some of the ones in this post are from lots of places but mainly in Australia
Terri asked for a song so one of my favourites, so please enjoy while you look at some leaves that I have found.
I wonder, does a Leafy Sea Dragon count?
Hope you had a bit of enjoyment from my leaf collection.
Ragtag Daily Prompt: Carpet
When it is a Carpet Snake!
Carpet Snakes are Pythons and are non-venomous gentle creatures. They rely on squeezing their prey and swallow them whole. It’s not to say they don’t bite as they do. I have been bitten as I dragged a Carpet Snake backwards from my chook pen away from the baby chickens. It was a bit miffed I guess about missing out on dinner. I was probably too complacent but juggling a three meter snake and a torch with squawking chooks I took my eye off the snake and he whipped around at lightning speed and bit my hand. Just a bit of blood as they have backwards facing fangs. A short walk back into the bush well away from the chooks and I deposited him to slither away and find another place to eat.
These images are from my besties. Carpet Snakes make great biological pest controllers.
I begin this short story which began early in July. I had been away from home for a while. When I came home I went for the customary walk about my place to see that all was well. As I headed down the paddock to the bush where the fires in December raged through, I saw a white stripe on a tree. I was hoping to see more of my place regenerating, trees recovering, plants emerging and a general rejuvenation of the land.
Instead this is what I found. Can you see that line of white?
What on earth was that white thing running from the top of the tree to the ground? Once I got closer I realised what it was. A roll of plumbing tape. But how did it get there. I do remember using the tape and putting it on a table on the verandah sometime in late June. And then the reason why echoed through the bush nearby.
Someone who has a penchant for item with a blue hue. Someone who enjoys decorating their space in the hope of attracting a female. Yes this culprit was undoubtedly a Satin Bowerbird.