affable-lurking

It’s a flying ant day here in London. The parks and pavements have been covered in large, brownish, winged & wingless females looking for somewhere to start a new colony.

Winged female

Winged garden ant female after nuptial flight.

Wingless female

Wingless female garden ant, after nuptial flight. Stubs of wings visible on second body segment.

Some of the smaller males are also around, looking for a place to die. Their job of fertilizing the females is now over.

Male garden ant

Male black garden ant dying on the ground after his nuptial flight.

Of course, all this flying protein is far too good a resource to waste,

Lunch on the wing

You can wait for it to come to you…

Pro-active ant catching.

Or you can take a pro-active attitude to catching your dinner

Election Commentary

The Parthenon:

Changing the guard - High kicks are a Must:

Storks and streets in the kasbah.

So, tomorrow; the future.
Flying cars, food in pill form and holidays on the moon. I can’t wait.

And I’ve managed to keep this thing going for five years, which rather amazes me. This evening will involve Tea and Cake at The Hidden Tea Room.