Death by insect bites.
I was out and about this afternoon testing my new super duper beta blockers. The other meds have been binned. Too many side effects. I wanted to see if I could tackle the hill behind the house. A slow climb it was but I plodded my way up without too much of the Brian Blessed over-zealous, drama-queen antics and nary an ‘Om Mani Padme Hum‘, with which he seems to intersperse his climbs. I made it to base camp quite easily. And here are a few of the snaps I took as I made my way up.
The first illustrates again that moths can be just as gaudy as butterflies.
This gecko has – look carefully – spines on its tail but I am still trying to confirm its ID. It was way above my head on the inside roof of a shelter.
No idea what is in here.
A mosquito snacking on something other than me for a change.
This is a common as muck dragonfly.
And here is the pièce de résistance, a horse fly. Isn’t it a corker? Almost as big as a (small) horse. The committee is still debating what species it is but one suggestion is Tabanus striatus. I love its stripey eyes. I bet that could give you quite a nip.
And with that I shall retire for the evening. We had no water again last night so fingers crossed for a water-filled sleep.