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  2009

  Jul 10
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  roseindigo

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  Here is a very quick sketch of an observation that happened right by my front door. I love watching nature in action. Done in a small Moly.
  tags: colored pencil | ink | Life and Death in the Garden | Small Moly
   

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  trebor61 3:22 pm on July 10, 2009 | #

  Your nature studies continue to enthral but I’m not too sure how I would cope with all these creepy crawlies. Keep them coming.

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  roseindigo 6:23 pm on July 10, 2009 | #

  Oh, I don’t know. Once you really look at creepy-crawlies and see how beautifully constructed they are, you tend to lose your fear of them. But then, I’ve never been very squeamish about bugs or spiders or even snakes and I think nothing of picking them up and carrying them outside if they trespass into my house. The only time I don’t like them is when I wasn’t expecting one to jump on me, but I find watching them absolutely enthralling. As an amateur naturalist I’m not even squeamish about picking up a dead bird or critter and really looking at it, and I’m always so sorry to see them dead when they were so very beautiful in life. You can’t be a nature journalist or a naturalist and be squeamish about those things.

  I used to have a cat who was an expert hunter, but he never killed anything. He’d bring it to me and drop it at my feet, and then I would have to scramble to catch a lizard or a snake or something else before it got under the couch, but it gave me a chance to look at all of them and then let them go again. I miss my little hunter, although he never did quite understand why I freed his presents when he had worked so hard to catch them for me. He was a real asset to my naturalist tendencies.

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  trebor61 12:11 pm on July 11, 2009 | #

  Cats must be the same the world over. Our present puss is as timid as cats can be. He also has the habit of gently bringing mice, voles etc into the house, dropping them then looking bemused as they run about the place, under chairs, cookers whatever. It can be a bit disconcerting trying to explain to visitors, when somthing trots past, that our house is not vermin ridden. Our previous moggy was quite different. He enjoyed conflict and sought out the biggest prey he could manage. I used to find rabbits in the kitchen every morning. I’m sure he would have tried to capture our neighbours given half the chance. As for smaller stuff, I can get quite a severe reaction to certain insect bites and this puts me off most of them – even if they are harmless. Its a good job Scotland is virtually free from dangerous beasties.

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