Another little riddle for the wandering mind…
It’s short, really, but all the more amazing for that.
I had those warbler chicks here. I took one photo every day (apart from the day after they hatched, apparently, or I’ve managed to discard those shots… but anyway), and on the twelvth day they were gone. From little more than embryo to flighted bird (well…) in less than twelve days… that’s amazing.
I didn’t (knowingly) see the chicks again, but the parents kept up their vigilant warning routine as soon as I or the cat came out of the house for a while afterwards – a good indication that there are chicks still around.
I doubt the nest will see residents next year, but I’ll keep an eye on it 🙂
Now, tell me, what’s the first word that springs to mind when you see this?
Seriously, the first word… *before* you started to analyse the picture and worry about what I was asking for? Please put your honest reply in the comment section…
There’s semi-rare life in my pond – the great, or Northern, crested newt co-habits with the smooth, or common, newt as well as a couple of Crucian carps, planted. I intend to see to it that the latter do not take over entirely…
Well, there *are* skies there… The sunset sky should be obvious, but it is also reflected in the colour of the big droplet… And for this PAF it is the colours that count for me, as I used them to create this month’s contributions to the gallery: one shot, two versions, each infused with the colours of different skies…
My little homage to the KISS principle – keep it simple stupid… 😉
This is another one for mum… and maybe for my nephews, but I guess they’ll have to wait for the Swedish version! 😉
ONCE UPON A TIME…
there were two ant girls who lived in a big ant colony with all their kith and kin. Their names were Ingelifin and Kakadora, and they were the very best of friends.
On this day, Ingelifin and Kakadora had been given a very big responsibility; they were asked by the colony eldest to take a herd of the colony’s precious weevils out to graze, so that the weevils could be milked for the sweet nectar that all ants loved to drink.
The eldest told the girls to be very careful with the herd, and then he sent them on their way.
Ingelifin and Kakadora were both proud and a little nervous – it was a very big responsibility to be out with the herd, but they were very pleased that the eldest had thought that they could handle it. They walked up the green stalk that the weevils liked to feed on, determined to do a good job.
the weevils were suddenly restless, even anxious! They started milling around in all directions, and the girls had to look around to see what was frightening the herd.
Ingelifin and Kakadora almost fell off the stalk! A big ladybug monster was coming up the stalk towards them, and it wanted to eat the herd!
The girls were terribly afraid of the monster, but they were even more afraid of losing the herd! The herd was in *their* care, and the poor little weevils would have no chance at all on their own against the ladybug monster! And so both Ingelifin and Kakadora put their fear aside and did the only thing they could: they charged the monster before it charged them…
Brave Ingelifin tried to charge right on, but the monster just bent its head and took it on its hard shell.
Ingelifin then fearlessly attacked from above, but the monster’s hard carapace gave her no grip. Was there then no way to get to this beast?
But Kakadora had been brave too, if also a little more sly. While Ingelifin distracted the monster with her attacks, Kakadora had snuck beneath it, and now she found a good grip where the shell met its flat underbelly…
… and with a mighty heave, Kakadora tipped the monster off the stalk!
So fearlessly attacked and defeated, the monster ladybug took fright! It turned its tail and ran away, and the ants and all their weevils were safe again!
Oh, the girls were so happy! They hugged each other, they cheered and danced, they even hugged the weevils of the herd!
Then they brought the herd back home again and told everyone what had happened. And when the others heard how brave they had been, Ingelifin and Kakadora were given as many leaf-cups of nectar to drink as they could ever have wished for in their whole lives!
Went kingfisher hunting – for ringing – with the experts again today, but the nest we went to contained nothing but pieces of shell and abandoned eggs. We then went to a nearby nest as well, hoping that they might have tried again there instead, but that was empty. It’s not uncommon this late in the season, but it was still a little sad.
Fortuately, I still have shots from the last round of ringing; a rather more successful event.
A little later, however, as we [sic] were inspecting and putting holes in a new nest-bank, we heard the cry of a kingfisher over the river. That suggests that there is still a couple around, meaning that they were most likely successful in another nest after all – it just wasn’t in any of those we checked.
Too bad on the ringing, but good to hear they’re still around!
New, custom-built nesting bank…