Today in the botanical gardens.
A peacock (not a bird, a butterfly).
Many European garden spiders in their webs.
Pondskaters in the brook, some of them sitting on autumn fruits now drifting there.
And two Wollemi pines, sent here from Australia to prevent fungal disease from killing them in their only place in the Australian mountains.
They are now just about 50 and 80 centimeter tall.
Eventually, they may grow to over forty meters.
Guppies, rummy nosed tetras, black mollies, and many other fish together in an aquarium in a hothouse.
Wollemi pine in Sweden: here.
From the Google cache of Dear Kitty ModBlog, of 8/13/05, on the peacock:
Traditionally, a common garden butterfly.
However, this year I hardly saw it yet, so did not mention it yet.
All butterflies have good years and bad years. I hope this was just a bad peacock year, and we will see more again next year. …
Zeus’ jealous wife Hera made her hundred eyed servant Argos guard Inachis. After Argos was killed, Hera placed his eyes on the tail of her favorite bird, the peacock.
Io is of course also the name of a moon of Jupiter.