The first butterflies of 2014 have been noticed and photographed yet (not by me) and due to the nice temperatures also other creatures came alive. On the wall around my window I found some ‘hungry’ Zebra jumping spiders (Salticus scenicus). As I caught a bad cold and because I know how difficult it is to photograph these little monsters when they are in action, I hesitated but my desire for a perfect photo was stronger. Again I took the MP-E 65 mm and tried to find them back in my viewfinder. Everybody who is using this lens knows where I’m talking about.
One spider was sitting on the ground and although the sun was shining, with a distance of a few centimetres it was a hide and seek game.
Not the perfect photo I’m dreaming of, but satisfied with my first jumping spider of 2014.
Although I grew up with animals, in the beginning when I was living on my own I made the statement not to have animals as I would like to travel around the world. Then Max entered my life and the story of homeless, neglected and sadly looking animals started and probably will never end.
This white beauty is Grabou; I found her (she called me) in the night I was ready to travel to France. She was five or six weeks old, I rescued her, put her in a basket and asked somebody to bring her to the shelter. That 'somebody' did not bring her to the shelter but locked her up in my rabbit-cage for weeks....with water and food she survived but without warmth and cuddlings she became a bit detached. Outside she's like a dog. When I walk to Mrs van de Breemortel, Grabou walks with me. She is also the one who attracts my attention (probably because she is white) when she found something. She is the expert in finding caterpillars:
Snow and frost was forecasted a few days after I wrote my last blog but unfortunately the only frost I noticed was the thin layer on my windscreen.
At the moment we have a typical Dutch winter with a lot of rain instead of snow and I don't mind if spring temperatures will arrive soon so that I can use my camera again.
Until then, I cherish the memories I have of the last summer like the many Brimstones which I tried to catch in flight. The Brimstone is a butterfly which hibernates outside well hidden and he will appears as one of the first as soon as the temperatures are rising.
I can't wait to see the first Brimstone of 2014!
Jibt dir dit Leben mal een Buff, denn weene keene Träne. Lach Dir'n Ast und setz Dir druff und baumle mit de Beene.