cheese sighting

The Fremont PCC has Sally Jackson cheeses in, cow and sheep, no goat (mope). But I snapped up a sheep, and the sheep is excellent cheese too. It tastes of soil and ma po and, you know, cheese.

Gamasines of the Noctuid Ear

The Genus Dichrocheles: Gamasines of the Noctuid Ear

The magic of the microscope is not that it makes little creatures bigger, but that it makes a large one smaller. We are too big for our world. The microscope takes us down from our proud and lonely immensity and makes us, for a time, fellow creatures with the vast majority of living things. [...]

Let us shrink to the height of a moth ear mite, creep under the wing of a sleeping noctuid, and roam for a little while through the sculptured caverns of the insect's ear. Figure 73 can serve as a map for the tour. We pause at first, within the hood and beneath the alula, in the deep hollow of the outer recess. Between the crescent of the epaulette and the pale stigma in the tympanic membrane, we peer through this frail window into the dim depths of the tympanic air sac, where the white candle of the scoloparium hangs like a hammock overhead. Within that cradle lie the twin nerve cells of the acoustic sense, tuned to sounds too high for human hearing. Through the thin tracheal veil that lines this cavity, we see strange forms -- the long, thin tongue of the scutal phragma, the curling lip of the Bügel, the sinuous shelf of the tendon plate, and the receding cord of the tympanic nerve.

Asher E. Treat, Mites of Moths and Butterflies, pp. 141-142.

pictures: Mount Pilchuck, 6/05

Also, plants:
bunchberry.
now pretty sure the non-red huckleberry was fool's huckleberry.
that mysterious parsley has been caught in flower.
pretty ferns.
lungwort, I think.
garden-of-Eden foxgloves.

Medicinal Herb Garden, 7/05