A wall is only as strong as the bees that defend it.
In Wayanad, Danesh showed me these funny little wasps/bees that didn’t sting, and made homes in curious little nooks and crannies.
These were furiously manning a little fort they’d made their own. Let no breach go unpunished!
I would really appreciate any ID help that I get!
Continue reading “Bee the fort!”
What’s got eight legs, hair all over, and messes with our preconceived notions of what is cute and what is terrifying?
Continue reading “Messing with our heads.”
There are some spider-heavy posts coming up, so thought that I would keep y’all well rested until then. (Read: I’m feeling lazy today, so I though I’d just post a pretty picture with little text on it.)
PS. Weeds and wildflowers make for excellent backdrops.
Continue reading “The White Lady.”
The warm colours of an evening sun, the gently swaying stalks of dandelions and weeds in the backdrop, and the iridiscent body of a precariously perched fly together make this one of my favourite pictures to date.
Continue reading “Fields of Gold.”
Feeling a bit lazy today. Will just post this unidentified bug, hundreds of which were scuttling around everywhere on the beach in the Gulf of Mannar.
I’ll do better tomorrow, promise.
Continue reading “I don’t like Mondays.”
Vembar is arachnid Middle Earth, the Narnia of critters and the First Foundation of all things many-legged. A sleepy village on the southern coast of Tamil Nadu, this is not the forbidding rainforest you figured that you might have to go to, hunting for critters. However, two days in Vembar have been my most productive as a macro photographer so far.
Above are a couple of pictures of the first dung beetle that I’ve ever encountered. See the long legs that they’re resting on? That’s actually the set the beetles use to roll their dungballs, using the short ones as if they are doing a hand stand. But lo! I close in with my camera, and there it flips, limbs stretched, all defensive, all possessive. Watching me with wary eyes (where are its eyes?!) lest I grab for its most precious treasure.
If Vembar is Middle Earth, then the dung beetle is freakin’ Gollum.
With such a shitty ring.
Continue reading “Rollers keepers.”