Thursday, September 29, 2011

Weeding Wild Oat Grass

Wild Oat Grass
In the past few weeks, every time I jumped outside to do something physical, in contrast to the eternal writing typing sitting at the computer I was also having to do, I weeded wild oat grass.

Here shown are the seed heads, still green, still possible to stop the seed release in its tracks, I hope.

This is September, Spring in these climes.

The oat grass is doing its northern hemisphere thing, its Autumnal seed production. This is one way to tell an exotic un-acclimatised plant, that it lives a back-to-front life.

Despite my recent discovery that hand weeding severely disrupts the lives of the fungi living in the ground, I did get great satisfaction of pulling out as many of the tussocks of oats as my eye lit on.

And still I am finding them. This job isn't done yet.

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Butterflies Fluttering By

Jezebel Nymph Caterpillars
Early spring is a cross over time of butterflies. The image is of winter butterfly caterpillars, the jezebel nymphs.

The jezebel nymphs are constantly busy in the canopy of the bottlebrush tree. Its few flowers and the remaining blossoms of the exotic shrubs in my neighbours' yard for their adult food.

These butterflies seem to move faster than they do due to their colouring. Their outer wing colours are red, yellow and black, while their inner wings are all white.


Link to Jezebel nymph colours. These butterflies rarely sit still long enough or close enough to the ground to be photographed by yours truly.

The quick alternation of white and coloured as they flutter and skip about, sets up a gappy flight path. I imagine this is a survival strategy that makes them difficult to pick out (by birds for example) while they are flying.

Sunday, September 4, 2011

First Frog Sighting

Perron's Frog
Tidying up near my garage, I found this pale Perron's frog sleeping under the edge of a bit of corrugated iron.

Normally the warty structures are all green. The paleness of this frog led me to wonder whether this species loses its colour while it is hibernating.

Or whether it is a chameleon and can change colour according to where it is. The piece of wood hiding it was more nearly the colour of the frog.

Or whether there's a wide range of markings and that this  individual is this colour.

The fibrous bits on its back may be strands of the rope. I hope they're not parasites. Though they do remind me of the miniscule remora on some of the red tails (fish) in the pond nearby.