strokes for different folks, depending on perspective (if you are Top Dog, life is wonderful. If you are slithering atop a slimy sludge-pile, not so good).
this wee guy is on top of the world. Just look at his feline face, this is one happy kitty—
—though I dare say the wee fishies don’t go much on it. And yes, it is a brooch, and yes—that dangling fish does wave about with movement.
SO, ON THE SUBJECT OF
lunch—do birds really care if they walk about in their dinner? Hah! In winter the white-eyes are happy to eat at all—
—and with a greater sense of fair play than the average human, they took turns in the apple. Gave each other the pip, as it were. Moving on …
I’ve posted the New Zealand fantail before. As always, no luck in catching the fan. Their tail opens up into a beautiful fan which gives them unbelievable manoeuverability on the wing—ain’t no mere bug gonna outfly these guys, I tell you~!
There I was, sneaking up on yet another sleeping toadstool when suddenly this fantail darted about me. So zippy I thought he were two of him at first. No time to adjust the camera or aim properly so I just kept trying to get on target and click when the sights crossed.
Several times I got on target (pure blind luck) and triggered but by the time it clicked he’d gone or defocussed himself. I ended up throwing out oodles of shots, one of which was an empty branch and another an empty patch of ground. They are fast.
Tame? I thought he was going to land on several times, my hand, my head, the camera, my shoulder; so close I could feel his proximity.
AND NOW FOR SOMETHING
completely different. A feeling. I was at this computer this morning when my cellphone in another room pinged indicating an incoming text. I went through and there on the floor was a huge spider. But before I could call for The Spouse to bring the spider box, I saw (swift~!) it was actually a huge but very groggy bumble bee.
Bumbles are different. I put my hand down and when he (she? It?) couldn’t climb up I helped, then carried her outside and put him in a Mickeymouse daisy in full sunlight; to recharge. Spouse went out after a couple of minutes and got this shot and reported that “Bee is a lot more active already” and when I went out later the bee had flown—
—the feeling? It was Spouse at the other end of the house, said she had a feeling she should text me and lacking any other pretext sent me a ‘Happy Easter’ … Spouse loves bumbles too. Weird …
But for some reason it made me feel good. On Top of the world …
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