Sunday, May 31, 2009

Snails By Flashlight




Seriously, all they seem to do is eat and reproduce. . .but I guess you could say that about anything.


Now the party's jumpin', the place is packed
And when the crowd's like this, I'm ready to rap
But before I could bust a rhyme on the mic
Freaks are all over me like white on rice
Freaks come in all shapes, sizes and colors
But what I like about 'em most is that they're real good lovers
They do it in the park, they do it in the dark
But most freaks are known for breakin' hearts
You could never tell what a freak was thinkin' of
And you may never catch a freak without at least one glove
And they don't walk, when they step, they strut
And nine times out of ten they drive you nuts
But take my advice, you don't stand a chance
Freaks are so bad they got their own dance
So if you wanna live a nice quiet life
Do yourself a favor, don't come out at night, 'cause. . .

Whodini



Some carnage: slugs and earwigs on a smashed garden snail. It's better than what I did, though. "Threw away" another 141 snails & slugs tonight. Makes me unhappy to do so (or not to do so).



Took my last honkin' Apple Snail, Mo, out of the pond for a minute for a photo op. Mo is an egg-laying female, who, by the way, can store sperm for months to use in case no dudes are around, which is the case here since the raccoon attack. She's about the size of a plump (and juicy, eeeew!) plum now. Here she is eating. Check out the nasty close-ups of her mouth!

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Descanso Froggers


Like the reflection on the one above and the X below.




Yes, really, on a lily pad!

Monday, May 25, 2009

One Snake Not Currently on a Muthabloopin' Plane with Samuel L. Jackson


Today at Deukmejian I was taking some pictures and discovered these holes in the embankment. Like many unwise humans before me, I was like, "Better check out what's in those holes right there in the embankment." Answer: Southern Pacific Rattlesnake. Cool. And a little scary.







Thursday, May 21, 2009

Raccoon or Skunk Invasion

Sad news. Yesterday I woke up and found that our pond had been ransacked, and the broken, empty shells of one of my two large Apple Snails and my only big Mystery Snail lay on the surrounding flagstone. Whichever critter it was must have fallen in and struggled to get back out again, dragging in a number of large stones and flagstones from the edge of the pond and battering every single one of the plants.


R.I.P., Apple Snail (Eeny, Meeny, or Miney — I'm not sure.)


The good news is that one Apple Snail remains (which may actually be a blessing) and all four adult goldfish eluded the predator. Lots and lots of fry remain, and I'd say a dozen more teeny-tiny ones have appeared. Now there are three basic sizes: 1/4 inch skinny gray wigglers with eyeballs, 1/2 to 3/4 inch guys (shown above) who are taking on unique characteristics, and chubby 3/4 inch to 1 inch-ers who really resemble the adults' physiques and behavior, roaming more than just the surface 4 inches of the pond.

After cleaning up the night's mess, I made myself feel a little better about the sad massacre by adding a purple Louisiana Iris to it. I love irises and blue/purple flowers in general.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Beach + Creatures = Breatures?

Foggy day at the beach on Monday.


Crab.


Overview of one rock that was loaded with sea creatures we don't always see there. Halfway down at the right side of the picture is a purple Sunflower Starfish that you can see more close-up later.


As promised. (Gratification not too delayed, I assume.) He/she seemed to enjoy the way that waves were washing over him/her.


Chiton and anemone. Cozy.


Anemone and smaller starfish that's crammed into a crack.


Mussels and Gooseneck Barnacles. Interesting tidbit: Before bird migration was understood, folks thought Barnacle Geese (geese that commonly eat these barnacles) actually hatched out of a crustacean. According to wikipedia [Students: Do as I say, not as I do.], "The Welsh monk, Giraldus Cambrensis, claimed to have seen goose barnacles in the process of turning into barnacle geese in the twelfth century." For more about Gooseneck Barnacles (and great pics): http://www.marinebio.net/marinescience/03ecology/tphi.htm


Cool.

Saturday, May 16, 2009

Fish & Fry

Exciting times for The Pond o' The Pauls. I might say that it's a time of nourishment, abundance, and vitality while Bradley might say there's been a whole lotta humpin' goin' on.


The story begins with mosquitoes. The one time it has really rained here in the last year, all this water pooled up in the empty pre-formed pond shell that was here when we moved in. In a short time, mosquitoes and mosquito larvae — especially the larvae — abounded in what seemed like seconds after the rain. Either I had to use chemicals or clean up the pre-pond arena (pond receptacle?) It was early December and cold (for SoCal); nevertheless, I decided to clean up and pond up immediately.

Once I added water, pebbles, a small flagstone fish hideway, two oxygenator plants and a handful of water lettuce, I introduced two Calico Fantail Goldfish, Mason and Lil Q-bert, and seven minnow type guys that eat mosquito larvae before they can mature, hatch, and chow own on mine own blood. They were pretty much freaked out (new, empty, exposed surroundings) and hibernating (cold air, cold water — we almost had a frost or two). At the end of December, we hadn't seen Q-bert in so long that we were convinced he was a gonner — probably a raccoon or skunk casualty. It made me so sad to think poor slow-mo Mason was all alone (by this time all the water lettuce had "passed away") that I introduced Bing (named for the Christmasy Crosby) and Jean-Pierre. It wasn't until about a month later, when it started getting springy, that Lil Q-bert reappeared.

(Above: Also May fifth. Note Bing's asymmetrical "hips." Goldfish ovaries fill with eggs one at a time. When I took this picture, I didn't know anything about Goldfish gender or reproduction. I'd noticed the mating behavior called "chasing" but thought it was just play. Jean-Pierre and Q-bert are usually the aggressors in chasing, suggesting their maleness. Q-bert still chases Bing quite a bit.)

Since December, I've added plants whenever prudent and possible, and the fish (and snails, another story) are thriving — perhaps with excessive enthusiasm. It was beyond me until recently to determine the gender of my fish, but it seems that Q-bert and Jean-Pierre are male while Bing is female and Mason is a hermaphrodite. (Kidding. I don't know about Mason. Without taking him/her out of the pond, I can't be so sure.)

Between one and two weeks ago, I first noticed fry. Because they were skinny (almost invisible and about a quarter-inch long) and dark gray, I figured they were baby mosquito fish, but within a few days, they started chubbing up. Fan tails were visible on several of them. Today's pictures show the fry at a maximum of three-quarters of an inch and displaying calico coloring. About half have flat tails, but websites say that most fry are not "true to breed." (One site said that about 90% of koi are weeded out before sold to consumers for this reason.) I don't care about breed "purity" or "truth" in fish any more than I do in cats, horses, dogs or people.


Above: Today, two fry (fries?) with Lil Q-Bert's side in the background. (The smaller guy is about one-half inch while Q-bert is about 5 inches long.)


Above: Closer up. See the calico coloring starting to develop.


Above: Little fantail fellow with two-inch lily pads for scale. Notice the same lily pads in the pond overview picture at the beginning of this post.

Monday, May 11, 2009

Anna's Hummingbird

After uploading my last post just now, I thought to myself, "Self, it's possible that you wouldn't have to wait long to get a picture of a hummingbird at the red Mexican Sage. It's still shady on the front porch; why not give it a try?" To my surprise, I sat down on the rocker, adjusted the settings on my camera, and within 30 seconds (no exaggeration), Anna's Hummingbird (Calypte anna) paid a visit.

Thanks to my new lens, I grabbed a few shots that show how the color of his feathers shift in the light. Here they are in chronological order:







Some Gardening Updates

Front yard in progress overviews (two angles):




Three views of the "Old Man" cactus getting ready to flower:


Mexican sage that the hummingbirds so enjoy:


Dwarf Bottlebrush blooming profusely:


In the back yard, my favorite frequent visitor of the avian orientation, the Black Phoebe, perching pretty:


And an infrequent visitor until recently, the Spotted Towhee, the lower-left guy on the feeder: