Photo Journal

The Insect Plain

Let us dig our furrow in the fields of the commonplace.

Jean-Henri Fabre

Eastern Tiger Swallowtail hanging from Milkweed

Signal flies courting on a slender leaf

Yellow-striped army worm crawling into the center of a fading coneflower

Despite its hardworking (and destructive) reputation, the carpenter ant takes a moment to walk on the soft petals of Queen Anne’s Lace

Even the biting stable fly can be still in the presence of a pretty flower

A Banded Longhorn Beetle climbs over the Wild Yarrow - is he as surprised as I am to see the little flecks of violet there

a tiny grasshopper hugs a blade of grass with his sticky feet

A dragonfly lands on the sharp dry leaves of grass

Bugs are not going to inherit the earth. They own it now. So we might as well make peace with the landlord.

Thomas Eisner

Abundance

Things are hopping in the field-

hopping and flying

and crawling around

worming through

buzzing about

chewing and biting

slithering

darting back and forth

eating

gathering pollen

mating

laying eggs

waiting…

so many

little

beautiful

intricate

terrifying things…

flourishing

in one little field.

If you follow me on Instagram (@random_rho), you may have noticed me turning my eye to the very small recently: drops of water, blades of grass, bees, flowers and insects. This was partly because I broke a telephoto lens and am still figuring out how to replace or repair it and partly because I’ve been trying to grow some vegetables this year and have realized how much insects can either help or hinder my efforts. So I picked up my macro lens, which can pick up very small details, and started working on my skill with closer, smaller subjects. There’s a lot to learn.

Coincidentally, in the bookbinding group I belong to, The Handmade Book Club, we were creating a Spider Binding, which is a sewn and taped binding with an unusual folding pattern for the pages that makes the finished book look a little spider-like… so I thought it seemed appropriate to fill mine with pictures of insects. Little did I know how easy it would be to find subjects. I mean, I know there are a lot of insects out there, but when you start really looking on purpose, it’s shocking how many you can see in just a few minutes. They’re everywhere. They don’t stick around posing for the camera, of course. Big grasshoppers and most moths and butterflies flit around so much that it’s stressful to chase after them. But I found that if I stayed in one place in the field long enough, they would come to me. Sometimes this meant they would land on me. Some of them bite, so I had to be careful. I don’t love all of these creatures. Some are scary and some eat plants and trees that I would prefer they didn’t, but I am still so amazed by the variety and abundance existing in such a small area. It will be an ongoing project this summer. At the end, I’ll share pictures of the books I’ve made (There will have to be more than one!).

Also, I am still developing a bookbinding workshop for late September. I’ll send a special announcement when I have the date and time arranged.

Thank you so much for being here! I will see you next month!

P.S. The blog title is loosely taken from a quote by Henry David Thoreau:

"Nature will bear the closest inspection. She invites us to lay our eye level with her smallest leaf, and take an insect view of its plain." ~ Henry David Thoreau

An Andrena Bee bathing itself in pollen on a wild chicory flower

A brief pause

Rejoice with your family in the beautiful land of life.

Albert Einstein

This picture was taken at the Secret Garden at Grand Hotel on Mackinac Island.

I visited the island with my sisters and our mom this week, as a celebration of my mom’s 80th birthday. It has been so much fun being together, laughing, playing games and talking for so much more time than we usually have with just the four of us. It didn’t leave a lot of time for writing, however, so I will keep this post short.

I hope you have a wonderful week! Thank you for being here!

Mackinac Bridge, a five mile long suspension bridge that connects Michigan’s Upper and Lower Peninsulas.

Up Close

Every particle of the world is a mirror. In each atom blazes forth the light of a thousand suns. Open the heart of a raindrop and you will find a hundred oceans. In a grain of sand lies the seed of a thousand beings.

Mahmud Shabistari

The Pine

A storm

blew through, leaving

its tiny tears twinkling

like jewels along the narrow

needles.

In a drop of rain, the entire tree reflects

Delicate beads of rain glisten on a tiny white flower

When trying to grasp the idea of infinity, consider the many tiny veins reaching across one small blossom in a single hydrangea cluster among a mass of hydrangea clusters on large hydrangea bush in a garden with many hydrangea bushes, in a neighborhood with many gardens, in a town with many neighborhoods…and you start to get the idea …

How does the velvety blossom feel beneath the feet of a flying ant?

Nature’s symmetry

The tip of a purple loosestrife blossom

Every little thing wants to be loved.

Sue Monk Kidd

When I feel anxious, I walk around with a macro lens exploring the world of insects, flowers, pine needles and raindrops. Intentional noticing of so-called little things feels like reverence and respect for something greater. It’s hard not to love a world that is so rich with color and life, and pretty soon I get caught up in it, forgetting my worries, even if it’s only temporary.

Thank you for allowing me to share these pictures and thoughts with you. I really appreciate you being here.