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I’m a little bit obsessed with damselfly nymphs which I. Didn’t take any pictures of on Friday but here’s some bugs from this Friday.
Dragonfly nymphs I caught infinitely while hunting for beetle larvae… why are they so cute. Their eyes are so. I love them when you catch them they just skitter into a position and freeze then start trying to hide again
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Gerridae which I wanted because my last one is preserved Mid-Bite by a dytiscid larvae so this one’s nice for studying. I’m a big fan of how the local ones look fancy because they’re black and white like they’re in a suit
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And then infinite belostomatids I couldn’t avoid catching who bit the shit out of me while I tried to release them
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Bugs bugs bugs bugs bugs thered bugs in the water and I love them
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rattyexplores · 5 months
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27/08/23 - Photos 1-2 - Limnogonus sp.
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24/09/23 - Photos 3-4 - Limnogonus sp.
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27/08/23 - Photos 5-6 - Gerrini sp.
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24/09/23 - Photos 7-8 - Gerrini spp.
Water striders found in the gutters and puddles on cane farms.
27/08-24/09/23 - Gerridae spp.
QLD:WET - El Arish, farmland waterways
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fatchance · 1 year
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Strider. Shadow.
Unidentified gerrid in Ramsey Creek. Click here for a simple and succinct explantion of the water strider's oversized shadow.
At Ramsey Canyon Preserve, Cochise County, Arizona.
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castor7919 · 2 years
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earhartsease · 2 years
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just remembered these wee sweeties known as pond skaters in the UK, they sit on the surface tension of the water (known as the epipleustonic position) and have tiny hydrophobic hairs all over that prevent drops from clinging, and they kind of row themselves along using their middle legs and they're cute!
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podartists · 15 days
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Deutsche Wasserwanzen und Wasserläufer | Alfred Edmund Brehm | Die Insekten, Tausendfüssler und Spinnen (1877) | Flickr
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rcannon992 · 7 months
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Pond-skaters: the water clean-up squad!
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ayanos-pl · 1 year
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utave9zw6yryh · 1 year
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Water Strider - September 2009 Gerridae, or Water Striders, are very difficult to see on the surface of the water. However, if you look for their shadow, you can easily spot them. The shadow isn’t really their shadow. The four big, black dots on the bed of the stream are actually caused by the small depressions in the surface of the water which the Water Strider creates as it walks across the creek. I took this image in the crystal clear waters of the Upper Iowa River at Kendallville Campground. MWM
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stcrforged · 4 months
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“can i take you out to dinner sometime?” ( to Calypso, from Sanji! for the lols ) 
sunshine was bleeding into the sea as the sun was setting. birds chirping, flying around in the air, playing. it was a peaceful and beautiful evening. the sky was pink - a SIGN that a storm was coming, but the water was calm. a cloud of smoke escaped the pipe in her hand, climbing towards the lurking darkness, high, high, above her. brown eyes observed the ships, taking notes and writing down ideas in her mind. the SUDDEN question dragged her back to reality, rather abruptly and harsh, as she almost dropped her pipe into the ocean. blonde hair whipped as she turned around, glaring at the man. arms crossed over chest, the ink began to live, to dance, on tense arms. the pipe had once belonged to her BELOVED grandfather and if she had lost it to the ocean, she would, without any hesitation, break every bone in his body.
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" and here i thought it was rude sneaking up on people. " calypso inhaled before exhaling, more smoke escaping her lips. a hard grip around the pipe as she eyed him, observing. " NO. " head nodded towards the large boats. " but i wouldn't refuse a ship, a wreck also works. " she really could go on and on, talking about different ships, how to fix up wrecks, creating new ones, better ones. and she was only mere seconds away, beginning to babble, but something stopped her - a feeling in her stomach. " and i WON'T say no to new tools or boots or - " fingers began to move as she began to list everything he could offer instead of dinner. it went on for quite a while before shoulders were raised before lowered, shrugging. " but there's really no need. though, it would be pretty sweet of you. " a smile tugged on her lips. " i must say you do really have some nerve - talking to unknown women like that. " /@killedarlings
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osakanone · 26 days
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Sexuality is a myth, and we are legends
Also I realized why I can't be a lesbian (surely?):
Its the literature I read.
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Its all terrible.
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Being a girl is like being an angel, and the feeling is
"if men don't reach to the sky, am I really flying or not?" "Is it not my duty to relieve them with death?" "How could I be so kind as to ignore them?"
I don't know if that's "wow I'm into dudes" or "wow so gender" because some bizarre part of my brain has decided I can't or don't get to or deserve to one-circle or two-circle with another pair of wings banking at the speed of sound.
But lesbians dogfight. It opens with spying each-other over the horizon with brilliant electromagnetic-echolocation, gaining momentum and altitude and speed to break the sound-barrier to interrogate glimmers of whispers in the dark. All to save the effort of Valkyria lances of cyclops eyes and wax wings they bow across rockets, saving their burns to go as far and high as possible: throwing them beyond sight before immediately cranking pre-emptively to play coy as they close in the joust comes to an end.
Soon, they dance. Rarely, almost never, always beautifully, they dance.
To my understanding, the straights do close air support: Line it up, keep on straight, pickle, release, see it all happen dispassionately from a distance. A white wall of light. Next target. There is no dancing here.
Instead I'm stuck dumping rounds into men on the ground like some kind of novelty; some bizarre mythical creature. A unicorn. Something to be ashamed of, that nobody talks to their friends about.
I'm terrain masking for my own protection as a prey animal to everything: the lurching hypermasculinity of the tank. The angels above me.
I gain flight, but with some bastard mixture of vtol and lifting body effect. I have affordance like a tank. I climb. I lay. I roll. I peek, and I throw wishes at twice the speed of sound from my right arm.
I do things with my hands.
I aim at two things at once, with my ears of RWR, and my eyes of IRST and AESA. My atom heart is crying. My fingers are stimming across switches, every foot tap lurching me, rocking my whole body as if I'd sighted the incomprehensible.
I see where fairies called "missiles" are going, and I sigh swarms of rounds down before they get there: hair bristling like the hairs standing on the neck of an institutional battleship's neck, protecting it as horrors close in from unknown.
I do this as they do, as I move, effortlessly, as an individual.
I get stuff done; I build things like a mother throwing a pre-fab castle called "forward operating base" for her warrior children on holiday mornings with the camcorders rolling.
I am the all-mother, and every footstep is a lithe gong: both deafening and silent.
I put myself back together when I break. I put you back together, when you break. I am here, with you, with me. Together.
I'm Gerridae: I stride both spaces yet occupy neither.
I stand tall enough that they reach for me, but I don't stay high enough to be like the other girls.
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garunsdottir · 7 months
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Freshly baked pastery, the smell of lemon zest and melted butter [reminds me of home], tw!insects: seeing dragonflies and gerridae [those can literally walk on water!!], the sound of crumbling ice on the puddles after the first night frosts, and the sound of my loved ones laughing! 
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mad-raptorzzz · 8 months
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Mostly because I haven't talked about her in forever, my main WOF OC is named Arum with the name Corpse Flower used when she's doing spooky witch stuff. She's pretty smart when it comes to plants and animals and poisons and witchery but not so much in anything else. Also, she's very motivated by gems, jewels, gold, silver, etc. My girl is greedy and hoards sparkly things like crows. Arum has trouble trusting other dragons, but can't blame her. She works in a field where many dragons are looking for curses or poisons for their enemies. Although, she does have one very close friend (minus her pet tarantula) who is a SeaWing-HiveWing named Gerrid (like the Gerridae water skeeter bugs!) who she rescued from near death....like very near death. He helps her by collecting super rare plants and charming customers. Other random things:
-she's aromantic and pansexual
-refuses to make love potions because they're immorral
-will not hesitate to make horrible poisons that boil your insides because she really doesn't have that many morals, just a few
-has a very small pretty flower garden of just pretty flowers hidden among all her poisonous plants
-very sarcastic and has a great evil witch laugh
I need to make a full ref of her.
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galloway-hivemind · 1 year
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So what I'm gathering from the bible lore is that Jesus was a water strider. It's nice to see gerridae representation in the bible. ^ v ^
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dressedsalad · 1 year
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What are your top 5 animals?
ofc compiling a list is hard, since it's also quite dynamic! but imma try anyways. 1) Mimic Octopus I cannot get over how fucking cool this guy is, I love octopuses in general so much, but this guy takes the cake. I love mimesis so much and i love creatures that take it to its fullest possible extent. I've loved these for a very long time. 2) Armored shrew I've only discovered this species recently, as i was going through the wiki pages of all soicomorphs, and honestly, underrated. Insane spinal cord, i cannot lie I am jealous. This place may be taken up by other animals in the future but rn it's living in my head rent free. 3) Mexican mole lizard cutest weirdest reptile imo, also i cannot get over the fact that it only has 2 front legs, i've also loved this guy for a very long time. 4) Dragonflies I don't have a favorite species of dragonfly, but i rly can't expect to when i'm dealing w insects. Absolutely badass creatures, insane flight, insanely good hunters, big stupid eyes, just awesome. 5) Superb lyrebirds I wanted to at least include 1 bird, and this is def my favorite! I like it for the same reason i like mimic octopuses, mimesis! but with sounds!! stellar. Also i feel bad leaving out naked mole rats, axolotls (as a kid i was rly obsessed w them), star nosed moles, any nudibranchs, any crabs (in these cases i feel like the variety over all the species is more important to me than any of the species themselves), gerridae, eels, goblin sharks, portuguese man o' wars, stick insects, sun bears, golden snub-nosed monkeys, pangolins, armadillos, kangaroos , black widows, trapdoor spiders, any ants any bees, but as it turns out, 5 is not a big number. (also i've tried factoring out the bias that comes from the fact i've been looking into the taxonomy of mammals (to get a loose sense) recently)
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