On 8/27/2011 12:10 PM, P. J. Alling wrote:
On 8/27/2011 12:05 PM, Walt Gilbert wrote:
On 8/26/2011 1:58 PM, steve harley wrote:
On 2011-08-24 21:52 , Walt Gilbert wrote:
I caught this one alive, making his way up a support beam in the
garage one
night as I was having a lovely beverage. I named him "Coolio" --
because I was
drunk.
Again, this was shot with my K 50/1.4 on the K-x with a reversing
ring. ISO
100, f/11, 1/180 with flash.
http://www.flickriver.com/photos/walt_gilbert/6078219457/
cool shot
fond memories of Lawrence Kansas circa 1970 and watching a rather
large and at first quite scary cicada wasp drag a stunned cicada up
a tree; the pair launches from a tree something roughly like the
space shuttle ferried by a 747, except they can't sustain flight, so
it's really a shallow dive to reach a destination by segments; then
they lay eggs in the not-dead cicada, which will become food for
little wasplets
Thanks, Steve.
That must've been at least a little disconcerting to witness! I've
never never knew cicada wasps existed until now. I think I may have
actually taken a photo of one a while back that turned out pretty
decent. It's now on a defunct hard drive, so I can't pull it up to
post it, unfortunately. But, that's actually what initially fired my
interest in taking macros, oddly enough. I looked them up in Google
image search and they do look an awful lot like the one I
photographed a while back.
Interesting story, in any event.
-- Walt
The insect world is not a pleasant place, and wasps are very
disagreeable habits if you have tender sensibilities.
I wonder if I can fall back on the drunk excuse for the second sentence
in that paragraph . . .
I can attest to the disagreeable habits of wasps. I was attacked by a
swarm that had nested in the open end of a clothesline pole we were
using as a goal line in a backyard (US) football game when I was about 7
years old. Then, about a couple of months ago, I was sitting here in my
computer chair one evening and felt something crawling on the back of my
neck. Thinking, "mosquito" I reflexively gave it a good smack.
It let me know pretty quickly that it wasn't a mosquito, and proceeded
to go down the back of my shirt and remind me repeatedly of my mistake.
At the time, I commented on Facebook that it was the most gingerly and
hastily performed disrobing I've engaged in since my teens.
-- Walt
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