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Treats all round.

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Just look at this beauty – a female Wreathed Hornbill.  Isn’t she a stunner?

Living in Brunei I am fortunate to see a lot of Oriental Pied Hornbills, which are just the most amazing birds to watch. A real treat.  But I’d not had the pleasure of spotting any other Hornbill species in more than four years living here.

So I couldn’t believe my luck when I met this gorgeous Wreathed Hornbill during a holiday in Kota Kinabalu.  She was a rehabilitated bird, resident at the resort.  As such it didn’t give me quite the same thrill as seeing her as a properly wild bird, but it was still a real treat for me, nonetheless.

As for her treat? Well, it turns out that this rehabilitated Hornbill had a bit of a weakness for frozen chips!!  Yes, okay, so they are omnivorous birds, but that diet usually runs to fruit, small reptiles, frogs, crabs, birds eggs…frozen chips are most certainly not standard Hornbill fare.

Once I realised her weakness, I watched out for her sneaky trips to the kitchen back door.  I must have seen her begging for chips at least once every day for the entire five days I was there. Now that is one cunning and adaptable 21st century female!

My entry for this week’s WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge: Treat.

Butterfly love.

We love them for their beauty, fluttering their decorative wings much to our delight, the lines and swirls converging in such intricate patterns of colour and shape.  We are blessed by our experiences of their charm and grace, but nature painted butterflies entirely for their own mutual appreciation.

Butterflies are highly visual creatures, with a complex and highly ritualised courtship, despite living only very short lives. They are initially attracted to their potential mates by their wing colour and pattern, before undergoing a lengthy courtship dance to decide whether to accept or reject the suitor.

“Ballet in the air…
Twin butterflies until, twice white
They Meet, they mate”.

                                                                       (Haiku by Matsuo Bashō).

 I felt lucky to capture such a magical moment, the point of convergence for these brief lovers.

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“They seemed to come suddenly upon happiness as if they had surprised a butterfly in the winter woods.”

(Edith Wharton).

Word for Wednesday: R is for riparian.

When I created this weekly alphabet challenge all those weeks ago, I had no master plan mapped out ahead for each letter.  As the time has gone on I have found myself keeping a general watch out whilst reading, thinking about words or quotes that might make good choices, either that week or further down the alphabet.

Most letters have been reasonably easy to find an interesting word for.  But this week we are at ‘R’ – I know, already! – and I have really struggled to come up with something.  Nothing has jumped out at me whilst reading, and I’ve had no inspirational incidents to act as a catalyst, unlike with my F, L and P word posts, for example. I was beginning to wonder if I was going to have to go ultra bland and boring.

And then looking blankly at my blog page, inspiration struck. ‘Readsbyredriverbanks’ – there must surely be an interesting ‘R’ word on the river theme? Well, of course there is.  Riverine is a good one, meaning either ‘relating to, formed by, or resembling a river’ or ‘living or situated on the banks of a river’.  But a more unusual one that I’d not heard before is riparian.


Riparian (adj).

  • relating to or living or located on the bank of a natural watercourse (as a river) or sometimes of a lake or a tidewater 
  • of, pertaining to, or situated or dwelling on the bank of a river or other body of water.
Derivation: from the Latin, ripari-us  + -an, from Latin ripa,  the bank of a river.  First Known Use: 1840-50.


This photo shows the beautiful but pernicious water hyacinth.  It grows voraciously along sheltered riverbanks and in the storm run-off channels in Brunei.  Those exquisite soft blue flowers are just so delicate  looking, it is hard to believe that the water hyacinth is something of a horticultural thug.

It is a fast growing, highly adaptable, and invasive riparian plant, native to South America, and the Amazon basin in particular.   Today it is at home in a wide range of habitats across the world.  You may well have seen it taking over the less forceful native riparian species if you have ever been for an amble along the banks of a river in North America, Asia, Australia, Africa or New Zealand.

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Lacking any literary inspiration for a quote using the word ‘riparian’, I thought I’d share this story about the riparian water hyacinth plant instead.  I found this little gem on wikipedia and was amazed afresh at some of the hair-brained ideas people come up with at times:

“The water hyacinth was introduced [to America] in 1884 at the World’s Fair in New Orleans, also known as the World Cotton Centennial. The plants had been given away as a gift by a group of visiting Japanese. Soon after, the water hyacinth was choking rivers, killing fish and stopping shipping in Louisiana, and an estimated 50 kilograms per square meter choked Florida’s waterways. There were many attempts to eradicate the flower, including one by the U.S. War Department to pour oil over many of the flowers, but none worked. In 1910, a bold solution was put forth by the New Foods Society. Their plan was to import and release hippopotamus from Africa into the rivers and bayous of Louisiana. The hippopotamus would then eat the water hyacinth and also produce meat to solve another serious problem at the time, the American meat crisis.

Known as the American Hippo bill, H.R. 23621 was introduced by Louisiana Congressman Robert Broussard and debated by the Agricultural Committee of the U.S. House of Representatives. The chief collaborators in the New Foods Society and proponents of Broussard’s bill were Major Frederick Russell Burnham, the celebrated American scout, and Captain Fritz Duquesne, a South African scout who later became a notorious spy for Germany. Presenting before the Agricultural Committee, Burnham made the point that none of the animals that Americans ate, chickens, pigs, cows, sheep, lambs, were native to the U.S., all had been imported by European settlers centuries before, so why should Americans hesitate to introduce hippopotamus and other large animals into the American diet? Duquesne, who was born and raised in South Africa, further noted that European settlers on that continent commonly included hippopotamus, ostrich, antelope, and other African wildlife in their diets and suffered no ill effects. The American Hippo bill nearly passed, but fell one vote short.”

I wonder how successful they would have been had they passed the vote?  They were effectively suggesting they would farm hippopotamus herds!   I have read in the past that these huge beasts are responsible for more human deaths in Africa than any other large animal.  I can believe it.  Also known by the deceptively benign name of ‘river horse’, they are highly territorial, very flighty, aggressive, powerful, and surprisingly fast on their feet whilst giving chase. They might look comically tubby and docile, but I would not like to get in the way of one, that’s for sure.

Was the South African Captain Fritz Duquesne playing a joke that got out of hand when he first made the suggestion?  From where we see things from today, the whole concept seems ludicrously far-fetched doesn’t it?  Whatever the back story, I think South Africans would have been laughing all the way to the braai (Afrikaans for barbeque) over that crackpot suggestion. But just imagine how different the riparian environments of Louisiana might have looked.  Serious food for thought (just not of the hippo burger variety).