If working on a computer means you’re in the office then for the 27th February I must have had one of the best office spaces going anywhere.
Being a Monday it started with that long dawn haul south
Up in the Hakatere the weather was perfect with d’Archiac prominent away on the Main Divide
Strolling across the grassy plain
There were pale blue berries underfoot
At the head of a dry valley
What I thought was a pretty awesome office
But when I got to the next login point…wow
Which made me think of this….
And while I waited for the techy stuff to do its thing I noticed this native bee with it’s tongue down the throat of a late flowering willowherb. It’s so small I couldn’t see how hairy those legs are until I got the photos home, positively pilose! Click to enlarge
There’s a heap of small native bees, all black and a range of sizes but some have coloured hairs. This is the first one I’ve seen with white hairs and so thick, it’s like an old man.
I had to find out why “Mrs Hairy Legs” popped straight into my head and here’s the answer, Crowded House, taking the piss on the Late Night Show in 1991, I wonder if they’d get away with that now or would they get deported?
Tim those trousers are terrible and “Do not touch certain parts of your body when on camera”
Then when I was lunching I realised that I’d plonked down in a patch of the tiniest onion orchids
Moving on there was a patch of orange berries
Patotara, Leucopogon nanum, Pa = defensive structure, tara = prickles, defended with prickles
At the last stop
there was a different Gentian
Now the spell is broken as it’s a long walk to the carpark and as I headed that way I came across….
It wasn’t there in the morning but closer inspection reveals, it’s a possum monitoring trapline.
It’s a strange way to set traps as any fur trapper well knows but there’s a science behind it. By setting a given number of traps in the prescribed manner for the prescribed number of nights then the population can be estimated and that can indicate if a control operation is warranted.