So, I said earlier that the cicada hatching this year wasn’t going to be an onslaught, and now I must amend that because, damn.
First off, the hatchings solely on this property have exceeded expectations, and I’ve spent several nights out there documenting the events – it’s been dozens of individuals, easily, centered on three distinct areas. One of which
Just a handful of photos, some a few weeks old (from before the eclipse, even,) right on up to today, because I felt the need to update some.
We’ll start with another semi-abstract, taken on the day of the previous month-end abstract (though that post had already gone up.)
This is the favorite Japanese maple, a small one that’s remained potted but has the thickest canopy
While I don’t allow the numerous enthusiastic and complimentary comments on these posts to influence me too much, I admit that they’re a boost to my ego, and then something like this happens to bring me back into perspective. I present to you an image from early yesterday afternoon, once again on Walkabout Estates.
I was delighted to see this guy, because this is the
Well, okay, that might be giving a slightly overblown idea of the efforts, since all but one of these images were taken within seven meters of the front door here at Walkabout Estates. The one exception? Within seven meters of the back door. But I have a few spring photos handy and I’m gonna use them (in between more raptor images, so there’s a dual purpose.)
We’ll start with one
I’ve been a bit busy of late, and haven’t been taking the time for posts – this will continue a little while longer, too. So I’m going to throw something down pretty quickly, the frozen pizza of the online world, because we need something here.
First of all, while this image isn’t the slightest bit impressive or even interesting, it’s evidence:
It’s
So, it’s more of the same images that I get every spring, because they’re all on Walkabout Estates, but it’s what I could get today and it’s cheery, so deal. It’s not pics of food or me dancing in a halter top, you know? Okay then.
One of the azalea bushes out front is in full bloom, while the other, which is right alongside, the same species, and planted at
Yesterday was officially the first day of spring – I could have let you know yesterday, but it would have been very late yesterday (like an hour ago,) and only if I’d scrambled, which I wasn’t inclined to do. But regardless of equinoxes and calendars and whatever silly flower someone might prefer, we have the only dependable guide to the start of this season, to wit:
Yep,
It’s about 7:30 PM right now, only a little chilly, with clear skies, unlike last night. Will I go back out and make another futile and disappointing attempt at the Leonids? The answer, may surprise you. But first, let’s check in with what’s happening on the Estates.
Well, what was happening, five days ago to be precise – these are all older photos. But they’re
Yeah yeah, I know, terribly unprofessional of me to neglect the blog, but I’ll tell you what: you can keep my honorarium this month. Deal?
That aside, I did indeed take a few photos yesterday, which means only an hour or two ago. It’s a clear night.
I’d seen the moon last night, uh, two nights ago, and knew it was too soon for… you know… so kept it in
N 33°31’11.84″ W 79° 5’54.55″ Google Earth location
I could put you practically within my footprints for this one, because I remember pretty precisely where I was standing, at the edge of the spillover from this decorative sculpture pool within Brookgreen Gardens between Murrell’s Inlet and Pawley’s Island, South Carolina. This was a sculpture garden, filled