Showing posts with label snail. Show all posts
Showing posts with label snail. Show all posts
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
...threehundredthirtyfive/threehundredsixtyfive...
Wow, it's December already and I still haven't given this up or even skipped a day for that matter. That is just a testament to how stubborn, neurotic, and anal retentive I am. The snow is flying again and the sun is set before I can get my hands on my camera after work. If ever I am at a loss for creativity it's now. Maybe I'll wake Schnebly up to play with me...
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
...twohundredone/threehundredsixtyfive...
Schebly the Schnail has been busy (all by himself...snicker snicker). It's been over a year since he's been with another snail and suddenly there's Scheblettes galore!
Immaculate conception!?
...nope he/she's a hermaphrodite
The largest one's shell is approx 4mm in diameter.
They were released into the wild immediately after the photo shoot.
(There's probably 80+ more eggs in the aquarium, if anyone's interested in a creepy pet)
Immaculate conception!?
...nope he/she's a hermaphrodite
The largest one's shell is approx 4mm in diameter.
They were released into the wild immediately after the photo shoot.
(There's probably 80+ more eggs in the aquarium, if anyone's interested in a creepy pet)
Monday, July 12, 2010
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
...ninety/threehundredsixtyfive...
Our favorite bivalve has come out of hibernation and we have finally given him a proper aquarium. He's been with us for over a year now. Before, Schnebly the Schnail was constrained to a potted plant by a thread "leash" glued to his shell. We would sometimes find him dangling in mid air after a bungee jump attempt. Now he's fully contained and happy (he told me so). Here's a new portrait of the little dude. He was totally loving the camera.
Monday, January 25, 2010
...twentyfive/threehundredsixtyfive...
Never thought I'd be glad to see snow. It's been rainy and in the 40's, all the snow has congealed and hardened, everything is brown and grey.
I'm just a ray of sunshine, aren't I?
So I got my new toy's and I totally love AF-macro extension tubes. It's a great substitute for pricey macro lenses. On my last camera I used "manual" tubes, these would essentially render any lens manual. These new tubes are wired for all the metering and AF contacts on the Nikon, it's fabulous.
Of course, I had to wake Schnebly up and do a portrait with the new equipment.
Here, I positioned my model on a rock and lured his gaze with a delicious brussel sprout.
You guys sick of the snail yet?
...me neither
I'm just a ray of sunshine, aren't I?
So I got my new toy's and I totally love AF-macro extension tubes. It's a great substitute for pricey macro lenses. On my last camera I used "manual" tubes, these would essentially render any lens manual. These new tubes are wired for all the metering and AF contacts on the Nikon, it's fabulous.
Of course, I had to wake Schnebly up and do a portrait with the new equipment.
Here, I positioned my model on a rock and lured his gaze with a delicious brussel sprout.
You guys sick of the snail yet?
...me neither
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
...nineteen/threehundredsixtyfive...
Schnebly the Schnail has been a household pet for almost a year now. He's a relatively large Brown Garden Snail. We are all facinated by him and have genuine affection and concern for his well being which, we all will admit, is a little odd.
It started last March when the kids and I were on a nature walk and I found him in a field, they were instanly smitten with the large brown mollusk and insisted that Schebly must meet Mom. So they talked me into bringing him [they're actually asexual] home and he now lives in a ceramic castle our son made that sits in a potted plant.
We've had 2 other "Schneblinas" but they both had very creepy personalities and didn't treat Schnebly with the respect he deserves...they went out the window.
Apparently they were with us long enough to have created the 80 odd "Schneblettes" that began popping out of the soil late last summer...they also went out the window.
Schnebly is a loner and I think he prefers it that way, he gets all the brussel sprouts to himself. [Santa even filled a tiny stocking with them]
He is the perfect subject for photography. This was our first photo shoot when he first came home [Deathwish & On the Edge].
Soon I'll be getting some extension tubes for macro work and then you'll be seeing him in all his glory. In the meantime, I'll see what I can come up with.
It started last March when the kids and I were on a nature walk and I found him in a field, they were instanly smitten with the large brown mollusk and insisted that Schebly must meet Mom. So they talked me into bringing him [they're actually asexual] home and he now lives in a ceramic castle our son made that sits in a potted plant.
We've had 2 other "Schneblinas" but they both had very creepy personalities and didn't treat Schnebly with the respect he deserves...they went out the window.
Apparently they were with us long enough to have created the 80 odd "Schneblettes" that began popping out of the soil late last summer...they also went out the window.
Schnebly is a loner and I think he prefers it that way, he gets all the brussel sprouts to himself. [Santa even filled a tiny stocking with them]
He is the perfect subject for photography. This was our first photo shoot when he first came home [Deathwish & On the Edge].
Soon I'll be getting some extension tubes for macro work and then you'll be seeing him in all his glory. In the meantime, I'll see what I can come up with.
Monday, January 18, 2010
...eighteen/threehundredsixtyfive...
Ahh, the sound of children fighting and whining fills the air...it's almost bedtime. The evil hour is 7:30-8:30pm when the children are very tired but know that bedtime looms ever near like Death's sythe and are losing their minds in the fruitless combat against time. Always fun times.
My day went well but the wife spent much of the day in the ER after receiving a wicked pile-driver to the ribs delivered by the side of the bath tub [That's why I don't ever wash my feet]. Now we're a bit concered about her spleen unlike the moron PA she was "treated" by at the ER. She's just terribly uncomfortable.
Well, I suppose I have to stop rambling and provide a picture since all of you are now stalking me, but once again I am at a loss for creativity. That, again, is why I'm doing this, even if I must force myself into taking a picture.
So, we have a pet snail. His name is Schnebly. You'll be seeing him fairly regularly.
Our daughter also has 3 motorized rats better known as Zhu Zhu Pets. Their names are Chunk, Mr. Squiggles, and Pip Squeak.
This is "Schnebly vs the Zhu Zhu Gang" or "The Showdown"
My day went well but the wife spent much of the day in the ER after receiving a wicked pile-driver to the ribs delivered by the side of the bath tub [That's why I don't ever wash my feet]. Now we're a bit concered about her spleen unlike the moron PA she was "treated" by at the ER. She's just terribly uncomfortable.
Well, I suppose I have to stop rambling and provide a picture since all of you are now stalking me, but once again I am at a loss for creativity. That, again, is why I'm doing this, even if I must force myself into taking a picture.
So, we have a pet snail. His name is Schnebly. You'll be seeing him fairly regularly.
Our daughter also has 3 motorized rats better known as Zhu Zhu Pets. Their names are Chunk, Mr. Squiggles, and Pip Squeak.
This is "Schnebly vs the Zhu Zhu Gang" or "The Showdown"
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