I find that it’s easier to share things directly on Facebook after I post on the #365photo page and I forget to post them here. So for fb folks, there maybe be some duplication.
I also have a question for my fb friends. I have found in the past, when I have share a link to my blog directly on fb, it doesn’t get many views, but when it posts directly from WordPress, it does better. It is with this revelation, that I’m sad to say WP has changed how they will now post to my facebook profile.
Just as soon as you think you have one thing figured out, it all changes.
It was the most gorgeous evening. I went out on the patio with my glass of wine and started looking at my herbs, trying to decide what would be the photo subject of today’s #365photo. I snapped herbs from different angles, flowers, and bugs. While texting with my sister, I snapped a quick shot. I realized there was a common theme in all my photos.
Mama’s little helper. Can you find the spider that was the actual subject of one of these?
I was wandering the yard around this morning & found myself in a corner I don’t normally go to. There were quite a few of these fungi in various sizes and arrangements. Mother Nature amazes once again.
I can appreciate the beauty of mushrooms, I just wished they didn’t taste so terrible, not that this one is edible. That’s a general statement about mushrooms… blech
One of the reasons I moved back to the south was to experience summer. Summer in Portland was never long enough to grow beautiful tomatoes, and until recently, was never very warm. Native Oregonian’s would say otherwise, but growing up in the south, summers with 90 degrees plus and oppressive humidity is what we’re accustomed to. As a result folks here do ridiculous things like let cars idle with the air-conditioner running. Breaks my green little heart.
Upon moving back to the south, I hadn’t realized some of the things that I had missed. I really missed the sounds of summer, which in the south that means tree frogs, crickets, and cicadas. It is finally getting cool enough in the evening that I can open the windows at night again. The sounds of the southern night lulling me to sleep. Almost like camping, but in my own comfy bed.
While cicadas are supposed to come out every 13 or 17 years, they have been out the last two. Last summer Ginger kitty brought me several. So far this year, thankfully, she’s only brought one into the house. I’m knocking on wood desperately hoping I haven’t just jinxed myself for her to bring me more. Earlier this summer when I first spotted cicadas, I found a sight that tracked the little buggers. Now I’m finding this may be just one more effect of global warming and higher temperatures. Check out this article from Scientific American for more information about the current brood that is hatching four years early.
In case you haven’t had the opportunity to come in contact with a cicada, they go through two distinct phases. The first of which, they look like a mid-sized marble with a hard shell they slough off. They emerge from their shell/skin over night and leave an empty carcass. When they emerge they look like a huge horsefly with a bright green head. They are also quite LOUD! At times it’s like someone turned the radio to all static, cranked the volume full, and walked away.
When we got out for our walk this morning, we saw this dew covered cicada. I wish I had gotten better pictures of the dew on his wings, but did the best I could with my phone. Click on the image for a larger view.
I hope your summer is sounding great. Even if you have to be chained to a desk today, make it a Happy Friday!