Two rain moths plonked themselves on the verandah floor last night. They might flap around and carry on before they land, but once down they become moth statues
I have previously found that they deserve their name, so I was quite heartened. Today there were a dozen drops of rain - hmm. Two rain moths do not a cloudburst make. At least there are some showers on the forecast horizon now.
Meanwhile at the large banksia marginata I was sure something had changed in the spider egg sac. With the benefit of magnification I saw that it was not spiderlings as I'd hoped, but it definitely seems darker to me. What do you think?
Of course the local honey eaters - who are relying heavily on these trees at the moment, were keeping an eye on me - the New Holland didn't even bother to leave the tree - just alternated between sounding an alarm call and feasting on banksia nectar.
and LW, who was alternating between feeding himself and harassing the New Holland.