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thunderhead over or beyond distant peaks in Montana, by James L. Kramer
The things that I get up to…

So, knowing roughly where Jim was when he took this shot, I pulled up Google Earth and started poking around to see if I could determine just how far those peaks were. And in the process, realized that I had found the precise location of nearly all of the preceding Montana pics. Yes, even the swing set – mostly because it’s not far removed from the other, easier-to-spot subjects.

The peaks were easy to determine, taking a beginning cue from the light angle – they’re to the northeast, about 40 kilometers (25 miles) away. Judging from the shadows, I’m going to assume the storm is that far too, which will give you a faint idea how far away some clouds can be seen – just, not too well since he shot this at 20mm focal length, which is wide-angle and makes things look further away than they are in reality; the thunderhead itself looked much bigger and closer to Jim, and it’s likely you could see such a tall cloud at least twice as far away as this, perhaps much more.

In examining the photo, I realized that it looked like pre-sunset colors on the clouds too, and checked the time stamp to confirm. It said 22:00 hours, which was slightly confusing until I realized Jim’s camera would be set to Central and not Mountain time; translated, this meant 9:00 PM, and sunset that day and location was 9:26. Okay then.

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weathered swing set in monochrome by James L. Kramer
Today’s image, compared against yesterday’s, is a good example of how to approach the same subject in different ways, and a damn strong fartistic composition to boot. Good contrast, good depth, and a great diagonal element to the framing. Switching to monochrome eliminated the upbeat aspect of the blue sky and enhanced the textures, and there’s even the long grass to express the disuse of the area, as if those cracked edge panels wasn’t evidence enough. Nicely done!

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desolate swing set in Montana by James L. Kramer
Whether it’s accurate or not, Jim managed to provide a distinct impression of the area that he visited in Montana with virtually all of the photos he sent along (the flowers notwithstanding.) Despite the sky conditions, you can almost hear the creak of the chains as the swings drifted lazily in the breeze. And since I have other pics of that imposing edifice in the background, I’m reasonably certain that it is, or was, an outhouse, which is a level of unexpected convenience. It seems necessary, though – I imagine it’s only a five-mile hike to the nearest house…

This is a fun aspect of photography though, and one that I tell my students all the time: what you show in the frame (and what you don’t) creates the mood or setting, and it doesn’t necessarily have to be accurate. It may only be one narrow perspective or angle that shows the empty hills – and really, there’s just one hill – but since that’s all the viewer sees they tend to interpret it as representative; everything looks like that. You can easily manipulate the impression, with just a little selectivity when framing.

The counter aspect is that, once you’re aware of this, you start automatically seeing images with a thought towards it, and wonder what’s purposefully been left out. Now I imagine a busy highway behind Jim, the wake of the passing diesel trucks buffeting him as he carefully framed the image before he crossed the road to go to the Waffle House there for lunch. And now you have that impression…

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leaning barn patterns in monochrome by James L. Kramer
I suspect this is the same barn as the one seen two days ago, turned monochromy by Jim being fartsy again – it’s certainly the same kind of (inept) construction. I’m probably going to find out Jim’s father-in-law built this…

And now I have to admit to curiosity over what purpose this building served. First, if it is the same building, then its proximity to the railroad tracks was important (you can glimpse them in the photo from two days ago, but I have others from the area so it’s more obvious to me.) And then there’s that ladder up the side, but also a platform near the top underneath the little window, almost disappearing among the busy textures. Did someone need to regularly sit or stand up there? Was it needed to stack something while handing it in or out of that portal? Is it a window planter that the ACLU petitioned for to improve the conditions of the prisoners within? I’m lost…

Macro Monday

crab spider Mecaphesa and narrow-winged tree cricket Oecanthus niveus prey
I just have to do this to mock the morose Mr Bugg, whose blog keeps writing checks his schedule and dedication can’t cash. If you don’t know what it means to cash a check, ask your grandfather. At the same time, if I go too long without posting Jim’s pics will take over the blog…

Anyway, I had these sitting in my stock folders since June, when out prowling in the yard one night and spotted a small crab spider (genus Mecaphesa) hanging out on a berry bush. Very close by, a narrow-winged tree cricket (Oecanthus niveus) wandered along, gently feeling its way with its long antennae. Something wasn’t working as intended that night, because it actually tapped the crab spider on the back multiple times, alerting the spider to the cricket’s presence and thus sealing its own doom. You would think this is what antennas are for, and that the cricket would have jumped away as soon as it detected the spider, but it remained fatally oblivious. Even if I’d had the camera in hand, I’m not sure I could have framed and focused in time to capture the drama, but the evidence remained when I came back out with the rig, and so I did a few images of the feasting spider.

A few hours later that night, the same spider now brandished some type of treehopper nymph (genus Cicadellidae,) so it seemed to be having a successful evening. And presented me with a better portrait angle.

crab spider Mecaphesa and treehopper Cicadellidae nymph prey
By the way, you naturally remember the post from a few days ago where a caterpillar received some unsavory attention from a wasp; I said then that I was hanging onto the caterpillar to see what (literally) developed. In the intervening several days, the hapless larva largely hasn’t moved, though when disturbed, it shows that it’s clearly still alive by wiggling in a lackluster manner. It hasn’t eaten, and in fact hasn’t stirred from its leaf.

unidentified caterpillar attacked by wasp several days previously
Its color is pretty weak now, but that’s the only thing that can be said about its appearance. I even held it up to a strong light to see if I could make out anything within, without luck: there’s a uniform mass blocking the light, but nothing shifting around in there and nothing the least bit curious-looking.

unidentified caterpillar attacked by wasp several days previously
There are vague suspicions in my mind that something else is going on: the wasp was simply protecting its area from a marauding species, or it left the caterpillar as bait for some other critter to consume. While both seem unlikely, there are stranger things out there, like parasites that infest the brains of grasshoppers and induce them to jump towards the water rather than away, where the grasshoppers drown but the parasites hatch out to enter their next cycle of development within fish. And the bacteria Toxoplasma gondii causes infected mice to lose their inherent fear of cats; T. gondii can only reproduce within feline digestive tracts, and this facilitates their entry. So there might be something else going on here, but for a few more days at least, I’m going to keep watching for evidence of wasp larva within the caterpillar.

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gang of horses looking ominous by James L. Kramer
“And you’re gonna put that saddle on who now?”

It’s subtle, perhaps, but the shorter focal length, or wider angle (same thing,) distorts the proportions enough to make the center horse seem to loom a bit – the head actually looks vertically bigger than the torso. And because of that, the others seem to have the same trait just by facing the same way, even though they’re not as distorted at all. And then the one in the back just ruins it for everybody…

Sunday slide 32

southern cassowary Casuarius casuarius showing indifference
We have returned to the Brevard Zoo in Brevard County, Florida, only to come face-to-face with a southern cassowary (Casuarius casuarius) – not the healthiest thing to do, given the aggressiveness and wicked capabilities of this species. Which almost goes without saying, since this is a native of Australia. It’s kind of an internet meme right now to consider Australia simply brimming with dangerous species, which is largely an exaggeration, though not entirely undeserved. Terry Pratchett also used the idea in one of his Discworld books, back when the internet was still young and naïve, something that we may revisit a bit later on (the Discworld book, not the naïvete of the internet in the past.)

But cassowaries are indeed fairly dangerous, if in part because people really don’t consider birds as something to be cautious around, even if they are huge. Cassowaries have inordinately muscular legs and very sharp talons, and won’t hesitate to use both when they feel it is merited, but it seems that their criteria for this has been more often fostered by human misbehavior than being an inherent trait of the bird. Like that’s something new.

This one, however, was safely within its enclosure, the only one I’ve ever seen; I can say the same for the tapirs and capybaras also photographed on that visit, both striking me as notably mellow species. The cassowary didn’t strike me at all, except in coloration – there was no apparent or perceived personality, just its presence. But they are cool-looking…

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tractor tire and decrepit leaning barn in monochrome, Floweree Montana by James L. Kramer
Jim sent me a handful of monochrome images as well, mostly taking advantage of the aged appearance of many of the buildings – not that they really needed to be desaturated, since they were strictly grey anyway. What’s notable about most of the building shots that Jim sent me is the geometry-thwarting nature of them, erected with right angles like any other edifice but succumbing in time to a more flowing design. I suspect that the physicists who first proposed that space might be curved had spent at least some time in Montana…

It’s funny, I see the tractor tire as being too “new” for this image, not fitting in with the mood and textures of the rest, but perhaps that’s a quirk of my perspective – tires of this nature have existed longer than I have. Still, it’s too smooth and shiny; if it had at least been dried out and cracked, I would feel better about it. Maybe it’s trite, but you can probably identify with the idea. Had there been a car in the frame, it would have to be something rusty with big curved fenders and round headlights, you know?

About time to get out of the water

In late June, I spoke about some tadpoles occupying the backyard pond, which I’m reasonably certain were green frogs (Lithobates clamitans,) as well as catching a pair of Copes grey treefrogs (Hyla chrysoscelis) in “the act,” more or less. In the intervening time, both the adult and juvenile green frogs seem to have vacated the pond, and it’s now occupied by a batch of new tadpoles. Logic dictates that some of them, at least, are Copes grey treefrogs, but it appears that there might be at least two different species in there, and I cannot vouch for the others in any way.

unidentified tiny tadpoles in birdbath with dime for scaleOn top of that, a birdbath several meters away was found to be hosting another batch, these remarkably tiny and currently unidentified. The best I can say is that they’re some variety of chorus frog or “peeper,” since they’re the only things I know that would have tadpoles that size. I’m hoping that they can find enough to eat in there, and am topping off the water with fresh from the rain barrels from time to time; I’d move them over into the pond, but I’m not sure that they wouldn’t simply become prey to the other species already present.

Of course, I collected a few from each location to do detail shots. I will point out, before we get started, that the bottom substrate in all cases is simply sand, so you can use this to judge relative scale. First off, we’ll look at the tiny ones.

unidentified tiny tadpole in closeup portrait above sand
Yes, the two photos above are of the same species. No matter what kind of light falls on them in normal circumstances, they appear simply black, but down at eye level with the macro flash, they become Fab-ulous! I like how the pigment is just patches over a mostly transparent skin, and other angles that I shot show internal organs surprisingly well. But we have plenty more to check out.

likely Copes grey treefrog Hyla chrysoscelis tadpole showing new legs
I made it a point to find tadpoles that were showing legs, and the difference in size and development was interesting. Most of the larger ones were showing tiny little hind legs, while the medium-sized tadpoles had much more developed hind legs, and since I was almost certain I’d seen one in there with four, I spent some time sweeping with the net until I scared one up. And it turned out to be even more interesting on close inspection. I’m fairly confident this is a Copes grey treefrog, but at this stage I haven’t enough knowledge of identifying characteristics, if they even exist, to confirm. The interesting bit is when we go to the opposite side.

likely Copes grey treefrog Hyla chrysoscelis tadpole showing new leg
This is the exact same specimen, and by the way, let me expound slightly. Tadpoles don’t usually sit still for pics, at least until they’ve been in an aquarium for a while, which I wasn’t aiming for. So just getting one posed close enough to the glass to minimize distortion and sediment haze takes a bit of patience, but to then get the same one to turn around and face the other way is even more of a challenge. They have two responses to a gentle nudge: no movement at all, or swimming away desperately. So after sending this one on a circuit of the aquarium several times over, I eventually got it to pause facing in the opposite direction, so I could get photographic evidence of only one leg on this side. And we’ll go in for a minute inspection.

Copes grey treefrog Hyla chrysoscelis tadpole close view of side with missing limb
There does, in fact, seem to be a hole there, and I admit it’s easy to believe that something (not me – I was careful) took that limb away from it. However, as it would swim along I would get the unmistakable impression of something under the skin, like someone running around with their arm under their shirt, which was part of the point of getting these photos: I wanted to see if this was visible. The photos don’t seem to give any indication of this, and I wasn’t sure I wasn’t just seeing the edge of the developing jaw or something. So out of curiosity, I retained this particular one for a day just to see what happened. That experiment paid off.

likely Copes grey treefrog Hyla chrysoscelis tadpole showing brand new foreleg
Yep. 30 hours later we have a fully-developed and functional limb there, so I have to surmise that they develop within the body and emerge. I have spent my life yearning for new equipment, like microscopes and macro video capabilities, and now I want an x-ray machine…

The thing that it clings to, by the way, is a small graduated pipette/cylinder about the diameter of a standard pencil (number two of course.) With all four limbs, the tadpole was now quite willing to cling to things, and even take a little jaunt up the side of the aquarium when I was being too annoying.

Copes grey treefrog Hyla chrysoscelis tadpole clinging to side of aquarium
That tail will soon disappear, and the tadpole or frogpole or froglet or whatever you want to call it will venture out onto land. And now I want my x-ray again, to see if the tail actually has a skeletal structure (it certainly looks like it does from the photo further up,) and perhaps get daily radiographs of it disappearing, But for now, let’s take a look at some details that I did get, this pic from one of the green tadpoles several weeks back.

mouth of green frog Lithobates clamitans tadpole
Eewwwwwww! Actually, this is the mouth of a tadpole, and right now I can only offer my speculation, but I’m fairly certain these are just feeling/tasting appendages to help them collect the algae and other stuff that serves as their food. Most time it faces downwards and you can’t see anything at all, but when a tadpole ventures vertically up the glass you can get a peek at something that looks like a pencil-mustache and black lipstick or something. Mouthliner? Whatever – it’s really distinct and more than a little bizarre-looking.

Along with the tadpoles, I collected a few specimens of some aquatic beetle, the same kind we got a glimpse of previously, and was trying for more detail shots. This endeavor was seriously taxing, because the beetles are hyperactive and rarely pause in one spot, and of course they had to be close to the glass. When it happened, it was always for just long enough to start to pin down focus, but ended right before I tripped the shutter. Seriously, I have several empty frames, which isn’t counting all of the times that I realized they’d left and never made the attempt. Eventually, I got some cooperation when a pair of them got frisky – but then others started photobombing, I can only guess attracted by some aspect of active mating.

unidentified aquatic beetles mating with interloper
Despite the interference, they completed their tryst and I got my photos, including some fairly detailed shots of genitalia, which I will display upon request as long as you can demonstrate some valid reasoning like being an entomologist or something. You’ll have to answer a test question like what a metasomal tergum is. If you ask me to show you a beetle’s peepee, you’re not getting an answer.

And while at the neighborhood pond the other day, I saw a large collection of some aquatic insect at the water’s edge, but couldn’t see them closely enough to know what they were; not quite the size of a grain of rice. So I collected a few and did some images of them during this session as well. It turns out they were some variety of backswimmer or water boatman, family Corixidae, but as nymphs still difficult to identify. Which is not to say that I didn’t get some nice shots.

close portrait of backswimmer water boatman Corixidae nymph with eye detail
Again, that’s sand down there, and not coarse stuff either – standard beach sand that stays forever in the floor mats of the car. Each one of those eye facets can let through, like, one photon each…

As I returned my photo subjects to the pond later at night, I found a little frog sitting right on the edge as if it had just emerged. Since the tail was almost completely gone I’m going to guess this was just an impression, but of course I captured it for some of its own closeups.

unidentified juvenile treefrog
In coloration and size, it was pretty close to my tadpole subject with the emerging leg, and I never really made out any markings that would help identify it, save for some restrained striping on the hind legs and a hint of a broad stripe through the eye, but since it’s obviously a juvenile the identifying characteristics haven’t developed yet, at least as far as my general guide goes. You’re welcome to have a look yourself and see if you can figure it out; I’m leaning towards one of the smaller species of little grass frog, chorus frog, or spring peeper. Here are a few more shots to provide as many traits as possible (while showing off of course.)

unidentified juvenile treefrog

unidentified juvenile treefrog
Remember, I’m just guessing, from the timing of events, that the majority of tadpoles in the pond are Copes; it’s possible that the larger ones are, but the species that we saw further up is actually something else. I mean, I didn’t camp out at the pond’s edge or set up surveillance cameras to see who was dumping their progeny into the water.

A few days later as I was collecting water from the rainbarrels to soak the plants, I spotted another little spud sitting on a weed right alongside the barrel. For reference, the leaf is about the size of a largish carrot or medium cucumber.

unidentified juvenile treefrog on leaf
Naturally, I did a quick session with this one as well, who definitely wasn’t thrilled about the camera looming close and repeatedly faced away, often hopping to another leaf. With a lot of scrambling around, I could manage some portrait angles, very briefly.

unidentified juvenile treefrog clinging to grasses
Such an action pose.

And then, for another illustration of scale, I managed a shot of it perched on my middle finger. Since my left hand was in the shot, I couldn’t use it to close down the aperture on the mounted Mamiya 80mm macro, so we’re talking very short depth here at f4, but still enough to give the right impression.

unidentified juvenile treefrog perched on fingertip for scale
Remember, that’s my middle finger, not thumb. But it was as I was editing this shot that I spotted a key detail: that red toe tip. And realized that this was the same frog that I’d shot two days before, having collected and released it at the pond a few meters away – scroll up to that left-side portrait under the water boatman pic to compare. The frog was probably getting pretty annoyed with me by this point.

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