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The devil in the dark

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Regular readers will know that I have been following the antics of some speckled bush cricket nymphs in my garden.  From cute first hatchling through inquisitive early instar stages to greedy adolescence and approaching adulthood. And what do I get as a reward for bringing them fame and adulation?  Plants with holes!  I counted at least 25 of the devils out there yesterday, nibbling away at my carefully nurtured dahlias.  Have they no gratitude?  The youth of today (sigh)!  So a suitably more sinister image of one of the little monsters today. And now I have a dilemma…

Whoever struggles with monsters might watch that he does not thereby become a monster.  And when you stare into an abyss for a long time, the abyss also stares into you.

Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche Beyond Good and Evil (1886)

Blue skies

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I was blue, just as blue as I could be
Ev’ry day was a cloudy day for me
Then good luck came a-knocking at my door
Skies were gray but they’re not gray anymore

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Blue skies smiling at me

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Nothing but blue skies do I see

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Never saw the sun shining so bright

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Never saw things going so right

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Noticing the days hurrying by

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When you’re in love, my how they fly

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Blue days, all of them gone

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Nothing but blue skies from now on

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Irving Berlin, ‘Blue Skies’

The images:
Chesterman Beach, Vancouver Island, Canada
Northumberland Coast, UK
Moab, Utah, USA
Northumberland Coast
Sorrel River Ranch, near Moab
Desborough Island, Surrey, UK
Arizona highway
Lake Mead, Nevada, USA
River Wey, Surrey, UK
Zion National Park, Utah

Intrepid explorer

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After hacking through the forbidding jungle, the intrepid explorer finally came upon the mighty river.

“…les jeux d’enfants ne sont pas jeux: et les faut juger en eux, comme leurs plus serieuses actions.”
Children at play are not merely playing; their games should be seen as their most serious actions.

Michel de Montaigne (1533-1592)

If only all spiders were so pretty

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You may have noticed that my blog tends to feature minibeasts.  But rarely will you find a spider, because I am quite simply scared stiff of them.  I know, pathetic.  But perhaps I wouldn’t mind them so much if they all looked like this one.  This is a common crab spider, misumena vatia.  They hang out on flowers in gardens in southern England.  They are clever, because I have noticed that they favour the more scented blooms, maximising the chance of some hapless insect happening by.  They come in white or yellow, which I much prefer to brown or black.  But they still have too many legs.