I found the remains of this bird egg on my morning walk.
I looked up but could not see from where it fell.
The thickness of the casing caused me to marvel
At how hard it can be to come out of our shells
Keep pecking away my friend…monos en theos…†…jim
I haven’t a clue what the meaning behind this image is. I had this old wrench of my granddads’, a rusty metal sheet that I love to use as a background. And then there is the egg. I wish I had some artsy fartsy lingo to explain away my madness, but I don’t. That is where I fail as an artist, or maybe not. So enjoy it if you like it, otherwise fix yourself some egg salad.
cheers from a goof ball………nada da turbe…jim
Arachnophobics beware !!!
I had noticed this spiders egg a few days ago. It was in some Johnson grass in our field next to home. I walked by it a couple times a day. I was really thinking that the mama spider would reappear and pose. I have very few spider images. This morning I found this little dark mass in the web and on closer inspection, I discovered we had a hundred or more baby spiders crawling about. The egg is about a 1/4 inch in diameter and in the second photo you can see the hole in the egg from which they had hatched.
I was fortunate that I photographed them when I saw them. A couple hours later they were all dispersed doing whatwver little spiders do to survive.
“It has long been an axiom of mine that the little things are infinitely the most important.”
Arthur Conan Doyle
Stop and admire something small today ††† en theos †††jim work