ABOUT ME

I live in a camper van with a couple of West Highland Terriers for company.
My passion is photography but it is a work in progress.
I am always willing to share what knowledge I have and can be contacted through the comments on this post or e-mail ADRIAN
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Friday, 15 May 2015

BEFORE I FORGET. (15/05/15)

It was gorgeous out first thing and I kept the dogs walking to heelish. I wanted a shot of a Red Squirrel. Molly knows and can’t resist ridding them to the top of pine trees. Bad dog._MG_3558 The light is very low early doors but it was sitting here eating it’s breakfast. A messy eater but it looked as though it had about finished. I’ll have to leave the dogs in the van now and again. They are a bloody nuisance.They don’t even think to round posh stuff up, they ignore rabbits, crows and mice. I’ll have to spend time retraining them to round up red squirrels.

I met Tam, she of the bitten tummy, and mentioned I was going down to Auchtermuchty. It is only a five mile round trip that I usually walk. It is less than four miles through the woods. It’s an easy down hill stroll. It just about does for me coming back uphill with a loaded rucksack. Tam wanted milk, I wanted milk and Rosemarie wanted milk and cheese, posh cheese as she has friends round tonight also; “If Bells is under twenty pounds a litre could I get one.” And an assortment of biscuits. And a CO-OP malt. I decided that with my milk, chicken, potatoes and veg that it wasn’t a healthy walking job but a truck job. I now know why shopping in Scotland is referred to as ‘Messages’. The buggers send a messenger. As an aside, three gallons of milk cost £6.00p about half the price of bottled water. It was on offer. Glad I took the truck down though. No way could I have carried that lot back

I have got obsessive  where insects are concerned and the tiny ones are becoming addictive.It must be a sign of aging. I fancy Tam but don’t really think I could cope. She also sees an old man….I see problems and more problems. I must admit to sucking my tummy in and dribbling a bit. She sees an old man doing the above and thinks its funny. I’ll show her, I’ll go to the health centre for some niagra or whatever it’s called and give her name as a refernce

This is minute to the naked eye but I have carried a magnifying glass for years and turn the odd leaf over to see if anything is sheltering under it or eating it. This was on top.

_V0G8305 I think this is a Mirid Bug. I can’t find anything that resembles it.

I now know it is a common flower bug: Anthocoris nemorum.

Many thanks to Trevor at THREE COUNTIES SUMMIT 

I am having trouble with the MP-E 65mm. I won’t give up for a while as it does produce an image that would print happily at over two feet on the long side. That’s coupled to a Canon 1DS III. It was designed to produce images perfectly on a 35mm frame. It does the job like nothing else. Not saying a crop wouldn’t help but if you decide on one then it’s your decision. It is hard framing a moving beast.

Have fun and enjoy the weekend.

20 comments:

  1. What a pity Squirrels Adriaan, there you going so early in your bed.

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    1. Bas, no worries there are many pictures of squirrels but few of them eating.

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  2. If you look at it from the tail end, it has a face. Just saying.

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    1. Frances. I took ages framing the shot and you take the piss. Bad girl.

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  3. Once in while grocery shopping gets in the way of funner things in life. Or is it grocery shopping that gets us on something different than photos?

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    1. Red, nothing like a bit of variety.

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  4. You ARE a funny man..............................
    I love your bug, Mirid Bug, I think as well.

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  5. What a curious bug, I can see why you're getting hooked on them. I like it's black spots on it's wings. Have a good weekend

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    1. Douglas, it is attractive but has a nasty nip for something so small.

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  6. A 1D. Now I feel underprivileged.

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  7. When I went to our wheelie bin this evening I thought of you Adrian.
    There were these strands of cobweb and hundreds of tiny baby spiders crawling about on them. I could have done with a microscope to check out this little amber coloured army. I can't say I have ever seen this phenomenon before.

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    1. YP, you should have got a picture. I have a vague recollection of this phenomenon but it won't surface.

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  8. I need milk too, plus the Saturday papers, a take away coffee and pastries ~ oh and a bag of oranges. You will be OK to get that for me Adrian?

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    1. Carol, it is Rosemarie's turn to shop. I'll ask.

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  9. I've spent time in Auchtermuchty: spent time as in been there not as in 'spent time' in the colloquial sense. Oh heck. I'm beginning to sound like you. I had a friend who was born and brought up there. Grand little place.

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    1. Graham, pure coincidence but the farm I'm on is called The Clink.

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  10. Now whast wewe all do without Trevor's knowledge. I do like the bug shot. Have a wonderful weekend.

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