Little Things in Cape Breton

Even while visiting one of the most incredible places on Earth, one with breath taking views from the sky and mountains of riotous colour, I still spend time looking for the "little" or seemingly insignificant things. And I find 'em.

Like a compass from geometry class, grass has left perfect semi-circles:


Raindrops, though gone, have left their mark:

(By the way, if, for some apocalyptic reason, a layer of dirt or sediment fell on these drops, then hardened, a million years from now, some amateur rock hunter might find fossilized rain drops. OK, not the drops themselves, but the effect of their fall on the sand. I'll post another picture sometime soon of a fossil of raindrops found at another beach.)

Footprints of a gull. For some reason, I found the prints to be very funny and was laughing out loud when I came across them. Not that I've never seen gull prints before, but these struck me as comical.


One lone ladybug at the beach.


And finally, a magnificent piece of driftwood I would have loved to have taken home with me. However, it's illegal to remove rocks, plants, trees, fossils, anything from a national park and I'm such a law and order kind of gal, I just snapped this pic.

It made me think of moon craters.

Cape Breton is known for its Highlands, a man named "Giant" MacAskill, huge tuna off the coast, and enormous hospitality. I was surrounded by obvious and large beauty last weekend, but my favourite pictures are of the "little" things.

More Creatures

More exploring in the Wookie's backyard tonight. found this little pickerel frog:
And more dragonflies:
Tiny little beetles that didn't have a very good foothold on the leaves of this tree as they easily fell off with a slight breeze:
A nice bullfrog:

We are doing the New Brunswick MS Bike Tour this weekend so will probably not have access to a computer for a couple of days but I guarantee pictures and details upon my return. I will only be riding day one as I don't think I'm quite ready for two days of biking 60 kilometres (both days)but I'll be ready for the Nova Scotia ride at the end of the month.

S.

Giant Water Bug

This is for the other Shawna of Nervus Rex:
This is a Giant Water Bug. The pic is from Wikipedia. They live in ponds and lakes hanging around at the bottom waiting for some unsuspecting fish, insect, tadpole or other creature to come by. They grab 'em, inject saliva which liquifies the animal from the inside, and then suck out lunch. They travel from pond to pond looking for mates and are sometimes found out of the water as they are attracted to lights. They range in size from about 1 inch to 5 inches. The largest I've seen was about 3 inches.

They sound and look pretty gruesome but they're interesting bugs. They sometimes play dead if you try to pick one up. They need to come to the surface of the pond to breathe air and the female lays her eggs on the back of the male who then carries them around until they hatch. They're excellent and fast swimmers and their bite packs a powerful punch.

My neighbour, Kay, knows of my interest in six legged creatures. She found one of these things last year outside our building and had a friend take a picture of it for me. A copy was made for her which she promptly slid into an envelope and then under my door. She wouldn't even look at the picture, she was so bothered by it. God love her.

Because they usually lie in wait at the bottom of ponds or hanging onto a stick, they are sometimes difficult to find. At the Wookie's pond, I'll stand on the edge with a long stick or bulrush and gently poke the bottom to see if I can stir anything up. Once in a while I am rewarded when one of these creatures swims away.

For Pa: The Museum of Natural History in Halifax has an excellent guide to our frogs and other amphibians. Actually, they're an excellent source for almost anything that moves in this province. And all summer long they've got a butterfly pavillion which we'll be checking out soon.

Harkoo: The bee story from last week was pretty big. It could have been a lot worse than it actually was, but the weather contained the bees for the most part and although there were several stings, no one suffered from allergic reactions and the driver of the truck was OK, too.

Which leads me to this: one of my earlier posts "God is an Iron" can be heard on Charles' podcast. Aside from black flies and mosquitoes, I have not been bitten or stung by other insects. With God's sense of irony, I suspect I'll die, not from natural causes, but from anaphylactic shock after a bee sting.

S.