Harkening back to the first week in October seems like an eternity but there’s nothing like a good photo to bring those memories a’flooding back. Yes, that was the week when we were finally subjected ultimately and completely to the authority of our wasp overlords.
Before wasp domination though, we had the various trappings of the fall. The milkweeds were in their full ebullience.
The butterflies were out sucking the last delicate drops of nectar from the fall flowers.
As time goes on, I’m able to get increasingly terrifying close-ups of these guys.
And of course these armor-plated beastys still terrify me. Did I ever tell you about the time I disturbed the wasp’s next in the pump at the front door of grandpa’s house? Ugh.
And of course it’s also construction season so sign, sign everywhere a sign. Damned humans. I will say though that this is one of the few photos I’ve ever taken where I was GLAD there was some dust on the lens. Interesting detail, I think.
OK, so if you haven’t been to Holliday Park in Indy to see these titans hewn of stone then you most certainly should. Wonderful little spot and just oozing with “free”
Summer is dead. Miss him. Miss him.
OK, so THIS is why you bother to cart a tripod into the woods. 1.3 second exposure, best daddy long legs photo yet. These guys hate the sun but they WILL sit still.
Yet another wheel bug.
I bothered to drag this guy into the house for some extended time. Need better lighting equipment. That is to say, SOME lighting equipment.
And lastly, just playing around with some random items I found in the house.