Ray's Thought for the Day - Fond Memories of the Scarlet Fly

Everyone knows that I, Ray Pistrum, fell in love with a fly a while back. That fly was beautiful, and as large as the head of the handsomest man in Eire. Perhaps my puppy love of the beautiful scarlet fly accounts for my great interest in flies in general, these days. Anyway, though I felt it not, Red informed me that it rained yesterday. Out I went to investigate for myself, relying on the fact that the CB gauge keeps track of precipitation events. Sure enough there a miniscule amount of water was, entrapped by the gauge. About 0.03 inches was accounted for in the gauge. I'll add all that into the total for DY 1, anon.

As I headed straight back to the laboratory I took a sidestep or two and wound up over at my sister's butterfly feeder. Flies like it too. And there was this fly sitting on it. I just happened to have a camera along with 7x and 10x magnifiers plus a Raynox macro stuck on the end of the digital. (Er. I get no feduciary benefits from Raynox even though that company may be named, fer me).

Even though my sister and my bosom companion excluded me from the photography lessons, I have been following those lessons second-hand. So I took a picture of that fly. But dang it! I forgot to set the aperture on F8 so I got no depth of field. And the fly, flew. So I never got a second chance. This fly may be a card-carrying member of genus Mus.

Plus, that Frenchman, Raymone vanished right before my eyes yesterday. I found out where he went though, off to give Rayetta and Crumby their lesson. It so happens that along about that time also, I took a little nap. But Olwen eavesdropped on the lesson and told me all about what they were all up to.

It seems Raymone showed them how they could fix up an old 50 mm slr lens, screwed in backwards on the digital and use that lens as a macro. So I happen to know that that technology may be available to me and the flies, shortly.