COLLECTING FOR FOOD

 

This kind of scene will never go away.  Sad, but (shame on me) one wonders how honest some street people are. But I often give something.

WHO'S LOOKING AT MY FOOD?

 This fellow is giving the evil eye to someone, or so it seems. Not willing to share!

MAGIC MUSHROOMS?

 Probably not the kind of magic mushrooms popular  in the Sixties, but these were all over the forest where I took the  picture of the sunbeams yesterday.  A little family of mushrooms, or toadstools, I bet, since I think one bite might be your last.

P.S.Mushrooms refer to a fungal growth which takes the form of a domed cap on a stalk with gills on the underside of the cap, while toadstools refer to the spore-bearing fruiting bodies of fungi in the form of a rounded cap on a stalk, especially believed to be inedible or poisonous. 

SHADOW SHOT SUNDAY---NOBODY AROUND TO BEAM UP, SCOTTY!

 Ah, the things you learn while blogging. I googled "Beam me up, Scotty," that I knew was from Startrek, but wanted to know more about it. Well, believe it or not, these words are a misquote, though very close to the words words actually spoken.  

See other shadows and maybe catch some rays, too, on SHADOW SHOT SUNDAY.

BUSY BUTTERFLIES

 Busy these two were, and I was quite surprised to see them at the end of September, and apparently mating. I googled to see if any species do mate in the fall, and lo and behold, some do, including the Monarch Butterfly.  These aren't Monarchs, but they don't seem to care.

SKYWATCH--NOBODY HOME

 

I am here in Devojački Bunar until Sunday. This area and far beyond was once part of the Panonian Sea. The immediate area here is called Deliblato Sands. The holes you see in the raised sandy soil are sand martin nests, but nobody's home now.

See other skies on SKYWATCH.

DON'T MESS WITH ME

This cat belongs to the "Don't mess with me" kind of village cat. Bold, somewhat wild and fearless, but still likes its comfort.

 

PATTERNS

Before you read any further, take a guess what made this lovely pattern. Go on! No peeking yet.

Give up?

Found these patterns after a cloudburst in sandy soil in the area of Serbian where I came to spend a week. This area was once part of the Pannonian Sea, and the soil is sandy.

 

OSAGE ORANGES

 

I believe I've posted something about Osage Oranges before, but in a forest near where I am spending a few days, I came accross the group in various stages from freshly fallen to nearly disintegrated. As I was bending over to take the photo, another fell with a loud thud,  just missing me by a few inches. Each weighs about 2 pounds, so getting  one dropped on one'shead could knock one unconscious. Take the photo and run!

INTRUDER

 Just a small grasshopper on a rosebud.

A QUINCE

 

I have never cared for quinces, aside from their lovely scent and color. Tried many a recipe/product using quinces, but no go. Even the beloved French sweet pâte de coings does nothing for me. Here in Serbia they make quince brandy, but I don't like that either.  It's even a girl's name: Dunja (DOON-ya).