Day four of this spring heatwave and when I walk across the verandah a thousand blowflies, amassed underneath the house, rise in a brief wing roar. The LW is annoyed by the pair of ringnecks entrenched in his pink gum. He has called, warned and beak-snapped to no avail as they chortle in the complex, conversational and pleasing way they do. The LW babies are quiet and the only other birds to be seen or heard are magpies and even they are mostly grounded, venturing from the shade only to feed. At night the heat spawns hyperbolic swarms of winged insects and they dance around a fluorescent moon. The blue wrens will visit in the morning to collect any stragglers.
And while I might not have a high speed lens, I do have fairies instead...
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Alan
2/12/2017 04:08:19 pm
Great photo of the insects
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