Outside the wall
Aug. 22nd, 2004 04:44 pmWent to another Camp today. Took a walk around the outside. It was nice... Pleasantly grey, and green. The local oaks have huge caps on the acorns, and leaves the size of bread plates.
In a graveyard (tall standing stones, and thinnish buddhas) I saw the most amazing dragonfly (it make me think of you Kate... I took pictures). At first I thought is some cluster of flies, courting, but then I saw it was one single dragonfly. Copper-colored bodied, with dark wingtips. It was the wingtips, all four of them fluttering around the body.
So we headed out, to see the cataracts, a slow lazy spill of water (it must have been something when tropical storm meji was just finished) down the side of the mountain at the bottom of which Uijongbu sits.
The trail home had the light reversed, and that was when I saw them, the strangest spiders in my life (even counting the camel spiders, which were merely the scariest, and the small ones that looked like crumpled carbon paper, which I saw in Missouri). Green, and yellow and striped, with an enlongated body, reminiscent of a katydid in shape.
That wasn't the odd part, no, they were in colonies. I don't know how else to describe them. There were webs, and more webs, all touching. Spiders of various sizes (from half an inch of legspan, to almost four) were within inches of each other. It seemed that the webs were touching, like planes of interference in a large crystalline cluster.
I hope those pictures come out too.
In a graveyard (tall standing stones, and thinnish buddhas) I saw the most amazing dragonfly (it make me think of you Kate... I took pictures). At first I thought is some cluster of flies, courting, but then I saw it was one single dragonfly. Copper-colored bodied, with dark wingtips. It was the wingtips, all four of them fluttering around the body.
So we headed out, to see the cataracts, a slow lazy spill of water (it must have been something when tropical storm meji was just finished) down the side of the mountain at the bottom of which Uijongbu sits.
The trail home had the light reversed, and that was when I saw them, the strangest spiders in my life (even counting the camel spiders, which were merely the scariest, and the small ones that looked like crumpled carbon paper, which I saw in Missouri). Green, and yellow and striped, with an enlongated body, reminiscent of a katydid in shape.
That wasn't the odd part, no, they were in colonies. I don't know how else to describe them. There were webs, and more webs, all touching. Spiders of various sizes (from half an inch of legspan, to almost four) were within inches of each other. It seemed that the webs were touching, like planes of interference in a large crystalline cluster.
I hope those pictures come out too.
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Date: 2004-08-22 11:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-23 12:19 am (UTC)I guess I'll have to scan them.
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Date: 2004-08-23 01:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-23 02:06 am (UTC)I figure that even for things like scorpions (which I have a visceral urge to smash, on sight) I can look at them in the abstract and appreciate the complexity, the lines, and the sheer tenacity they need to get by.
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Date: 2004-08-23 12:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-24 12:55 am (UTC)Depends on the cicada. The ones of fame are the 17, and 21, year morphs, which come out in huge rafts (and every so often they are in synch).
When those come out, (as the 17 year did this last summer) they are in the millions.
I first encountered cicadas in Phoenix, 21 year ago, and the noise was deafening. I can't imagine how loud millions would be.
TK
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Date: 2004-08-23 05:00 pm (UTC)After this past summer, I'd be perfectly content to never see another one of those again.
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Date: 2004-08-24 12:56 am (UTC)Wait about 17 years, and see if you still feel that way. :)
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Date: 2004-08-24 01:08 am (UTC)