Seen this huge moth in school near end of May. My student (Anna) living in Bukit Timah found one flying in her apartment. To my surprise, I saw lots of them in Paya Beach in Tioman Island. The cats were having a good time entertaining themselves by pouncing on an unsuspecting moth. It must have been mating season or something for the moth. Siva has more records of it. See Habitatnews
Canopy profile one evening in Bukit Timah Nature Reserve, Hindhehe Park, when the sky is a beautiful greyish blue. Shot this frame with the last bit of my battery.
I have seen this described in the textbooks, canopy shyness; where the crowns of the trees do not overlap, instead leaves a regular gap between the edges of their crowns. What results in this intricate jigsaw where the pieces are laid in the right places, but not attached fully.
What causes canopy shyness is still not fully explained, we can only make a few guesses. Possible reasons are:
1. Mutual shading by adjacent trees, as a result the leaves on the outer edges fall off. Leaving a gap.
2. Leaves and small branches could have fallen off when the edges of 2 adjacent crowns brush against each other (which happens pretty frequently when the wind blows).
Still, questions unanswered, how far do each crown extend? Why isn’t there one crown which dominates and grow into another tree’s area? I could envisage a healthier tree expanding its crown and pushing away weaker competitors, diminishing the size of their crowns.
Anyone out there with other explanations?
Meanwhile, I’ll just enjoy the sight.
One of my favorite authors, Neil Gaiman, the creator of the incredible ‘Sandman’ series is coming over to Singapore on a book signing tour and also to share his new film “Mirrormask’, a collaboration with his long time partner, Dave McKean.
I can’t wait.
Here’s a sneak peek excerpt* from ANANSI BOYS the much anticipated new novel from Neil Gaiman…
It begins, as most things begin, with a song.
In the beginning, after all, were the words, and they came with a tune. That was how the world was made, how the void was divided, how the lands and the stars and the dreams and the little gods and the animals, how all of them came into the world.
They were sung.
The great beasts were sung into existence, after the Singer had done with the planets and the hills and the trees and the oceans and the lesser beasts. The cliffs that bound existence were sung, and the hunting grounds, and the dark.
Songs remain. They last. The right song can turn an emperor into a laughing-stock, can bring down dynasties. A song can last long after the events and the people in it are dust and dreams and gone. That’s the power of songs.
Thanks to Siva and Adrian, have decided to try blogging about my interests as well. Shall begin with my recent Tioman trip once I get Flickr started.