But I haven't been entirely oblivious. I've paused, now and then, to take a quick photo or two of non-aquarium residents. See:
|A black and yellow bee on Canada thistle. Cougar Creek.|
|Back view. Elbowed antenna just visible.|
On the sheltered wall by our front door, assorted moths sleep through the daylight hours. I saw, one day, an orange one, very tiny. I dashed in, dropped off the groceries and grabbed the camera. And when I got back to the door, it was gone, though I searched high and low.
Other moths were less flighty:
|Brown moth. I found a match on BugGuide, id'd only as "moth". Not much help.|
*Update: In the comments, Sara Rall identified it as Neoalcis californaria, the Brown-lined Looper.
|He's hiding his feathery antennae, but I got a glimpse of one side.|
|'way up at the top of the wall, wedged in beside a beam. I had to stand on a chair and stretch for this photo.|
|Today's offering; a 1/2 inch plume moth.|
|Beside my desk. A big spider carrying her egg case.|
|From my desk, through the window. A Steller's Jay eating peanuts.|
|Took a quick walk down Cougar Creek. I love the patterns water striders make with their feet. This one is superimposed on reflections of tree branches in the fog.|
|More water strider patterns.|
|And from the BirdCam, a robin in for her bedtime bath. 8:00 PM and already dark out.|
What else have I missed?
This. While I was typing that last line, I heard a rattle outside and went to look. A raccoon was drinking from the birdbath. I hadn't set the BirdCam (too busy), but I managed to get the door open a crack and the camera poked through without startling the 'coon.
|Finished his drink. Now for a bit of salad.|
|Caught in the act, digging a hole under my London Pride. Looking for slugs, maybe. He's welcome to them.|
And with the third flash shot, he turned and fled. Goodnight, 'coon! Happy hunting!