Monday, November 30, 2009
Saturday, November 28, 2009
I came across this interesting fact in Gallicissa: Dragonflies do serve as hosts for a parasite. This may, according to study, affect their ability to fly, their ability to reproduce, and their ability to defend their territories.
I observed my dragonfly under a microscopic view, and did not see any parasite under the wings.
It was then still a hero and a strong predator in the jungle. As a hero, it looked at me cautiously for this was only our first encounter. And it would never know that once upon a time, there was a guy who took the effort to confirm its health status.
Thursday, November 26, 2009
What do you think if I am?
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
I was asked again in the comment box, and I am fond of answering you that when I am alone in the jungle, someone who is invisible or not is actually accompanying me. When I stared at the water, I had found this little plant. It was little but big enough to soothe my mind. It was ordinary but special enough to be painted in my eyes.
And when my camera moved along, the nature talked to me silently, through a tiny flower. I talked without speaking a word, through my mighty camera.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
At the time I watch the sky, many others are doing the same, only at some different corners. I am watching, but I may be watched too. It sounds eerie.
Friday, November 20, 2009
But I am actually standing at Cerok Tokun in this morning, the "mountain" in the foreground of the above picture is Mengkuang Dam, where you cannot find the dam at this moment. It is the best moment to hide the truth.
I enjoy taking these pictures, and playing with the shutter speed. I have taken many of them. I mean, I shall show you some more in my next post.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Upon reaching the end, I can see the roof of a pavilion which has never managed to convince me for a stop over, but not the broken hanging bridge. The ruin of this bridge which has once been visited by Indiana Jones was dismantled and will not be seen anymore when he emerge from the bushes with the lost Ark one day. Luckily Indy is not a politician, otherwise he must have lost in the jungle.
Monday, November 16, 2009
You see, this one even tried to add some actions to my picture by shaking its fluffy body. I know you may not see this, but please, make a try, feel it. Yes, use your sense of feeling.
Before I end my post, I would like to know whether I have successfully presented my picture in an attractive manner. If not, this is not my mistake.
I have learned to hide my shortcoming from my beloved politicians. They must have done this much more better than me in such a way I should have missed out a few important tricks. Sorry for that.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
They were standing besides the pathway at the paddy field, and were so near to me, yet I had almost overlooked them. My focus was on the distant view, looking for birds, birds, and birds, and not until the butterflies and dragonflies got my attention.
I have spotted one, I have spotted two, and started to look for more, thus this is then my collection on weeds and webs.
The layers of green look beautiful, but I like the preys on web more. How can my picture comes without them? The white mesh at the end should be a cocoon or something similar.
The walk at this paddy field did not promise me many photos of birds, but on the other hand it gave me plenty more experiences. Look at the last one, the creation of nature simply makes me ponder, there must be no way I can discover all the goodness of nature in my lifetime, and everyday is always a day with new wonders though I shall continue on the same journey.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
I love the first one, and you must say it is your fave too. The background was actually a small river that turned out to be the mysterious dark grey setting under glaring sunlight. The painted sunshine on the wings was a surprise wonder. Morning is always beautiful, and I am gifted.
The eyes looked at me even from underneath the wings, or to be more accurate at this moment, they took a side look. My eyes, though with sunglasses, had to shy away from the hot sun, but not these few.
They are actually small butterflies in comparison to those I have hunted in Penang Butterfly Farm. They may look less charming at a glimpse, but their pictures certainly tell a different story.
The stripes and the extra little bit of colours, either on the wings or the antennae, hinted me on the wonder of these little lives.
I had not seen golden rice stalks, but I found this paddy field entertained me in the other way.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Yes, here come the lonely pond heron looking for its early meal, but flocks of herons have gone missing. I am too late for the gorgeous season.
Anyhow, one or two are still entertaining. Catching them flying is just like catching the seconds, they are simply too fast for a amateur like me. A pretty good excuse, isn't it?
I am coming for the flock of herons, but receive many others in return. Some are dynamic to attract my attention, the others just stay besides the pathway quietly. I am so lucky to have spotted them.
But the morning moon is certainly not one of those, because though it is a single moon, everyone is always able to see at everywhere and in everyday.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
It never bothered to hide what it had done to the jungle, after all, only time could help. And before the time came, this was the moment I enjoyed the most, the tranquil hiking trail, the wet morning, the cool feeling and the lovely experience.
These trees tried to trap this part of the trace, which was the weakest but yet the prettiest, before being removed by the sun.
The story continues to repeat, as tropical rain will always come, suddenly and heavily in some of the days, and its trace can be found everywhere you can see on our body.