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Good morning and welcome back to our special focus on:
The Nature of Nature.
First: a quick update on the lizards. I was seeing 3 a day until midweek when they disappeared. I worried that the blue jays had launched a massive assault and taken all three away for some sort of blue jay pot luck.
But all three reappeared on Friday and I now think they were hiding from the gray weather we’ve been having because it was bright sunshine and the whole group of 3 were out sunning on the rocks I placed for them, or running back and forth to the safety of a nearby short path hedge or (my favorite) a stepping stone with pointed edge that one of them uses as a miniature pride rock. I tried, but failed to get a photo of him standing and watching the yard, dareing the blue jays to make a move because there is a huge cavity below the rock where the lizard can dart and be safe in less than a second.
I’ve not seen any more of the young’ins or the foot-long guy in the front yard ivy. The very young have either grown quickly to be the size of the others or they got caught by the jays.
In other news, the crane fly season is up and running wild. Do you have these giant mosquito-looking things where you live? If yes, they likely scared the P&J out of you more than once by awkwardly flying in front of, or even landing on you.
Crane flies are one of natures more weird experiments. They look nasty, and big, and dangerous — easily worthy of flight or flee reactions. But the entomologists have spoken and, should you care to listen to them, they’ll tell you that regardless of their looks, Crane flies are:
- harmless: they can’t sting or bite you.
- eat almost nothing in this final stage of their insect lives,
- die naturally within only a few days,
- love a good spontaneous flash-dance mob (okay, I made this one up myself)
- despite their well-known nicknames of mosquito hawks or mosquito eaters, they are capable on neither tormenting any other living thing or eating anything bigger that the scrappings of rotted leaves.
- and are a favorite snack for anything that eats insects, like lizards, spiders, cats and many of our 2 year old children.
If they get into your house, you can impress your friends by walking over to where they land, enclosing them in a fist that leaves them un-crushed inside and carrying them back outdoors and letting them stagger off to shock or annoy someone else. They literally can’t bite or sting and are flexible enough to tolerate you showing off like this without injury.
I found one stuck on the floor of our bathroom this week – with her legs tied together with a chunk of spider’s webbing. Seriously — they can be worse about getting themselves into fixes than our very young children.
I had a friend in college who kept a spool of thread around for making tiny leashes for crane flies that he would then “fly” past heards of college girls, who would almost always scream and make a fun scene of it all.
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Work has been much calmer and frankly too dull to write about after the kind of fun you can have with nature. Let’s just refresh our tea or coffee and pass the baton to the next author.
Thanks again, and again, and again to Alli for hosting our get together. These weekly visits always improve my day. I hope you’re about to have, having , or had a wonderful mom’s day.
Blessings & Thanks for stopping by.