It isn’t a good sunset without clouds and these performed very well, the last throes of another day hanging onto the light.
Guess who bought himself a remote switch for the camera *pause for girly squeal* yes and I worked out how to set up the night shots. The top pic was open for about a minute and a half as I danced around with the camera flash on led. The trailing lights on the right is yours truly exiting stage right. The bottom one was open for under a minute and I waved the light around at the side. In the background is Venus setting and there is a green luminescence in the sky. Looks a little like a touch of Aurora Australis though I’m not sure. Prepare yourselves for more weird photos.
Nature is not backward about coming forward in regards to reproduction. The stamen on this Spathiphyllum is, well a bloody big un. It screams out for attention, letting any passing insect know that it is ready to share the pollen. Bloody show off.
This grevillea flower is, I think overdoing it. I mean look at it, a powerhouse in the reproduction stakes. All that nectar to tempt those flying by, dozens, count them dozens of delicate stamens. Oh no, not content with one is this heavyweight. You can hear them all now, ‘Pick me, me, pick me.’
Hibiscus flowers are regular show-offs, I mean have a look at the colours in the throat. Dark, mysterious with deep hidden chambers, then this twisted, have a look, twisted stamen surges forth. The only thing missing on the end of this bloke is a top hat and a monacle. Put this in a new tab and take a close look, those cute yellow pads are just another come on to the unwary traveller who will be covered in pollen.
‘Ooh, look at me, look at me I’ve got shiny bits on the end of mine, popover here and play for awhile. I’ll still respect you in the morning.
This guy has a future ahead of him in adult flower movies. He has the colours, the shading all the attributes to get ahead in show business.
There is a term for stamens like this, OMG. Now I didn’t highlight or manipulate any colours here, it has a flesh texture that if you touched it there would be warmth. I focused on where the stamen came out of the throat. All of these flowers look much better opened in a new tab.
I had a few Shag pictures left over from the other week when I acquired the telephoto lens. These were about 150 metres away. Now I have the remote I should get clearer pictures. I feel sorry for the shag at the bottom. It would be like climbing the corporate ladder, every time he looked up there would be some asshole ahead of him. I daren’t think of the consequences of a diet high in fish, I wonder why he turned his head away in the first shot? The shag in the middle has his own roost, taller than the others he doesn’t own it though he bought it on higher perches.
Same wallaby, on the left she seemed interested in something down the paddock, then she moved further over towards the palms and found herself in the light from the setting sun. No touch ups or highlights here only mother nature at play. I love the flower hanging out of her mouth. She hasn’t been ear tagged, the missing bits are probably from fighting or dogs.
I apologize for the fuzziness of this picture. We arrived home on sunset to a mob of Roos at the front gate. They took off and went into the paddock across the road. These two began to fight and I scrambled to get my camera out. I snapped a few of the fight, then the light began to fade and I didn’t have time to focus properly. I did however get this shot of what a Kangaroo’s tail is good for, standing on. We heard the thud when the kick connected, it put the other bloke straight down on the ground. He is obviously a Ninja who follows the ancient art of *Kung Roo.*
That’s it for this week, quite the mix I thought. Take care until next week and remember there is always something going on around and about at The Writer’s Room.