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Saturday, 2 October 2010

Speckled Oak Bush Cricket and full moon


Caught silouhetted against September's full moon, this cricket spent many hours motionless feeding high in the garden brambles.

2 comments:

Picturit said...

This is fantastic the sharpness of the cricket against the moon is great well done

Avery Slater said...

N. Scott Momaday, in The Way to Rainy Mountain:
“It was late at night, and there was a white moon, nearly full. I sat for a long time on the stone steps by the kitchen door. From there I could see out across the land; I could see the long row of trees by the creek, the low light upon the rolling plains, and the stars of the Big Dipper. Once I looked at the moon and caught sight of a strange thing. A cricket had perched upon the handrail, only a few inches away from me. My line of vision was such that the creature filled the moon like a fossil. It had gone there, I thought, to live and die, for there, of all places, was its small definition made whole and eternal. A warm wind rose up and purled like the longing within me.”
Thank you for the picture