I used to work in a factory, actually I’ve worked in quite a few, but the memory that I’m trying to describe is of a factory in Ipswich, England. It was a warm environment to work in anyway, but on a hot summers day it was really hot in the factory. It was on one of these uncomfortable hot days that I was sweating angrily to myself wondering what the hell I was doing working in a bloody hot factory, when a hoverfly which must have found it’s way through the propped open fire exit appeared . This little creature just hovered there in front of me, what did it want “haven’t you ever seen an underpaid, overworked, hot, pissed off human being before?”, the hoverfly didn’t answer, I carried on working.
I looked up from my work sometime later and the hoverfly returned, in silence we stared at each other. My attention was now completely taken from what I was supposed to be doing, I held out my hand and the amazing little creature landed on my index finger. Without even realising, my inner peace had returned and my wealthy boss and his deadlines no more leant pressure on my being, in a special moment I was freed by a hoverfly.
There are approximately 276 species of Hoverfly in the UK and if you’re into scientific geekery trivia – they beat their wings approximately 120 times a second!
Why do so many insects have beautiful metallic colours?
I typed this question and various forms of it into Google , I expected the results to contain either brief and precise explanations from insect forums or detailed scientific papers from studies into this question. Maybe I was being lazy, I only looked at the first couple of pages of each search – does anyone look any further than that!? But I didn’t find a satisfactory explanation. I found out how they appear coloured this way by the refraction of light on features in the structure of their exoskeletons and that maybe the resulting effect may confuse some predators (the Common Lizard in the photo below was aware of the beetle, but did not attempt to catch it. I could only speculate on the reasons why).
But then I found myself asking another question that could not be answered by another lazy google search: Could this feature also be a non visual one , i.e. sound waves refract just like light waves do, therefore could this feature be a good one to avoid being munched by a bat? If anyone can answer these questions or point me in the right direction, I’d love to know. Thanks.
Usually I only manage to get a tantalising glimpse of the countryside dwelling Foxes where I live. When I’m visiting family in suburban Essex, people hardly blink an eye as a fox trots by on the roadside or suns itself in a garden, so somehow it seems more special to get a good view of one of these handsome creatures out in the country.
This evening after work, as usual, I thought that I’d unwind with a little stroll. Usually I plump for the route along the river and through the water meadows, for the last couple of weeks I’ve been mesmerised by the dancing of Banded Demoiselle dragonflies, but today I walked up to a small wooded area surrounded by arable fields. As I walked along a densely wooded path, lost in my dreaming thoughts, I heard a harsh coughing that reminded me of my childhood pet Labrador when she’d eaten too much grass and seemed to get balls of it stuck in her throat. Peering through gaps in the foliage with my binoculars I could see a beautiful vixen laying at the base of a tree, sunning herself and dozing. I wanted to get a photo of her but my view wasn’t clear, so I decided to tread as lightly as I could and follow the path out of the woodland onto the fields and come back into the woodland on the other side of the vixen, hopefully with a better line of sight. After what seemed an eternity of slowly placing my feet carefully and gently on dry twigs that still seemed to make cracking noises as loud as fireworks , I cautiously emerged at meeting place of field and wood. I looked to my left, it’s at this point that I started to hold my breath and I can’t really remember when I took my next breath because I was in that euphoric place that one goes to when you see something special. Fortunately I still had the presence of mind to take some shots of the two beautiful fox cubs that took my breath away.
Our local pair of Barn Owls in this sleepy part of Suffolk are hardly resting at the moment. Hungry young owls demanding a constant supply of voles and other rodent prey from their parents. The parents seem to take it in turns to hunt, only occasionally I see them out together quartering the meadows. We also get Tawny Owls and Little Owls in the same area , surely a sign of a healthy ecosystem in these parts 🙂
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