Happy Halloween!
Categories:
costa rica,
natural pest control,
spiders,
venomous
Photography & post by Unknown
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Photography & post by Unknown
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| The well-known hourglass marking of Latrodectus mactans, the black widow spider. |
The bolas spider below employs a different strategy. She does not capture prey in a web, but rather forms her silk into a sticky blob on the end of a strand. She swings this blob at moths that fly near enough to her. To entice her quarry, she secretes a chemical that emulates pheromones that the moths use to attract mates. She can even change the chemical signal to match the species of moths that are around. I've never been able to decide which was cooler: the rodeo style hunt, or the complicated chemical mimicry.
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| A Mastophora species Bolas Spider hunts with a sticky blob on a silk strand. |
The wolf spider does not hunt with a web at all, rather they stalk their prey and pounce upon them. Female wolf spiders carry their eggs with them, and when the young hatch, they continue to ride around on mom for a while. Wolf spiders are frequent visitors in basements, where they eat many other arthropods that may be less welcome. While a ball of baby spiders may sound like something out of a horror film, I find this parental care to be fascinating. I'd even go out on an entomological limb and say that it's kinda cute!
When insect photography goes bad
Categories:
biological control,
flies,
fun,
insects,
native species,
parasitism,
parasitoid,
photography
Photography & post by Unknown
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Photography & post by Unknown
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| The beautiful tachinid fly Trichopoda pennipes, cooked medium-rare a la torchiere |
Unfortunately, Trichopoda like
many insects exhibits a behavior that entomologists call "positive
phototaxis." This is the same behavior that draws a moth to a flame,
or as it were, a pair of flies to a 300-watt halogen floor lamp. As soon as I opened the container both flies
spiraled upward with Icarus-like disregard, achieving results comparable to the myth. Alas, rather than the
oviposition action shot I had hoped for, we are left with this photo of another
upside-down insect.
Her mate, I am afraid, fared even worse
and could not be salvaged at all.
Consequently, it smells of charbroiled death in here, and I am inspired
to retire for the evening.
| Louis the lizard, a companion of mine for 14 years, helps out with some computer work. |
Louis munched on kale and crickets and grew quickly to nearly 2 feet. He watched me graduate from high school (and eventually graduate again, and again). He waited patiently during a period when I became more interested in girls than in him, I think knowing all the while that I would soon discover that he was something of a chick magnet. Louis may have helped me woo my herpetologically inclined wife, and he adjusted easily to sharing me with her when we all became one family.
| My bearded dragon Louis watches me grow my first beard, perhaps with some amusement. |
| Ahhh, doesn't get much more comfortable than this does it? |
Louis was more than a pet - he was a patient ambassador to countless people, both kids and adults who had never met a reptile up close before. While sometimes daunting at first, this gentle reptile waited while humans mustered the courage to feel the texture of his rough back, hard head, smooth belly, or spiky yet yielding beard. His beautiful soft eyes even won quite a few hearts from fear over the years, and encouraged people to engage nature in new ways.
| Louis has a snooze in his favorite cave, which Kiri and I built as a 'date' in our early days. |
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