Posts by ChrisW
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Capture: Getting closer, in reply to Jos,
the tree is like your hand.
Hah! I saw only the dog barking, complementing the live sound-track.
But now you mention it ...And agreed on the slaters. I must try for them too, in respect of my ancestry, being descended from a long line of 19th century slaters.
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Up Front: The Kids are All Right, in reply to Jolisa,
"People are risking their lives to come to Australia. Why are they pushed out when there's so much to share?" Exemplary pincer movement, and beautiful phrasing!
A patriotic Australian, echoing the words of their National Anthem -
For those who’ve come across the seas
We’ve boundless plains to share ...How on earth can an Australian government get away with being so hypocritical?
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Which gave me the idea of following Venus in the daytime sky - much easier when the moon is nearby for a sky-mark.
Clear skies widespread today - you could check it out in your lunch-time.Today the crescent moon is a little under two handspans ahead of the sun in its daily path across the sky. And there's Venus relative to the moon and my extended hand. Much easier with the naked eye than with a camera.
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Neighbours' bloody dog barking at the moon again this morning, with ambitions of Getting closer to Venus too.
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Back on topic, more or less -- I see the Government has been down this track with the Salvation Army before, with inebriates --
In 1906, the New Zealand Parliament passed the Habitual Drunkards Act. This act permitted magistrates to declare someone a habitual drunkard (any person convicted of inebriety three times in nine months) and commit them to an institution they deemed suitable to receive them. But at that time, there were no suitable institutions. The Government approached The Salvation Army and invited them to provide one. They opened a home on Pakatoa Island, in the Hauraki Gulf.
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Hard News: Taking a very big gamble, in reply to PhilipW,
Well I'd like to fantasise along the lines of the Nats losing this election by the 'landslide' your pic evokes.
Smarter than the average Victorian, to recognise that Waikaremoana shoreline as landslide debris. But -
Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see ... -
Make love not war?
I generally manage to keep my lens cleaner than the windows ...
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Hard News: Taking a very big gamble, in reply to Tim Michie,
Apologies off-topic but: Is it just me or is anyone else hoha on the government spending such a campaign on selling their attractively priced Genesis shares, complete with jingle?
I'm thoroughly pissed off by the sale itself! Driven only by ideology and political face-saving.
Genesis Energy - here represented by the waters of Waikaremoana near the intake to the first of three power stations - is held on trust for the peoples of New Zealand. (So one might think. Though apparently it's not according to law.)The cost of TV advertising doesn't worry me. It's small relative to the other direct costs of sale, and trivial compared to the economic sabotage of the sale overall, especially in this year's market. And the adverts are so dire - that "jingle" is such a jarring jangle - I'm tempted to suspect an inside job of sabotaging the sale.
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Capture: Getting closer, in reply to Bruce Buckman,
Ooooh is this the same kind of spider?
Yes, recognisable even with the highly variable colour-patterning. The second part of its binomial name Eriophora pustulosa identifies the key features - the five distinctive lumps on the back of its abdomen. Good info and photos of the variation here.
And lovely detail in your photo - ' "You're living dangerously" said the spider to the flies.'
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Capture: Getting closer, in reply to Bruce Buckman,
Well I do love a good spider.
So do I! This handsome beast is a common or Garden orbweb spider, with a well-trussed cicada as a splendid capture.
My Capture with straightforward macro setting on my 2006 'bridge' camera, hand-held, good for 2 cm but no Getting Closer.I think the spider thought the evil-eyed monster in its face was something of a threat, so moved across its prize capture protectively and glared back - "it's mine, all mine!"
And what lovely legs it's got!
