The Evolution of a reef tank
Tiphane – G. porteri. Mature female. Six inches.
“Havin’ a snack”.
There is nothing like a day where the two applications I have for managing my reef tank and my tarantula feeding schedule sync up. That was almost work. 😀
Lack of blogging…lack of writing…well, just chalk that up to “I’m DOING” instead of talking about it. Things are finally settling down though. The nano-reef has settled in, and all the chemical tests have been optimal for weeks now even after adding various corals and cleaner crew members. Sub 40 gallon tanks are called “nano” when a reef tank is involved. (Fish setups as well, but more it is used more in the ‘reef’ side of things.)
Cleaner crews = hermit crabs, snails and cleaning shrimp. They are a necessary part of the reef tank’s life support. They scavenge junk/detritus/dead stuff, and scarf up algae and such. Some of the snails act like the sandworms of Dune and surf around UNDER the sand, eating stuff and with this motion giving vital oxygen to the bacteria that lives there.
15 tarantulas. There are times I wonder how folks do it with 3-4 times as many, but usually I only wonder this when the feeding schedule coincides for almost all of em’ on the same day. heh. I’m getting very good at wrangling prey, so it is getting a lot easier, and I have also discovered that I was tensing up every single time I opened an enclosure. Not from fear of the tarantulas, but rather a fear I’d have a runaway. This is part of the ‘noob’ process to veteran tarantula keeper. The T’s LIKE where they are. They would bolt out of fear, but they actually have set their homes up to their liking, and if the Keeper (that’d be moi) gets the environment right, then the whole ESCAPE!!! thing isn’t really an issue.
I’ve got some pictures of the latest goings on in the hobby side of things, and rather than blather on, I’ll post em in a gallery, and stick relevant comments in there.
Work is going well, writing…slow…but that is changing now that I’ve finally gotten all of this zoology stuff in place and running smoothly.
I’ve been asked a few times if that bothers me that I’m not pounding the keyboard every single day lately, and I thought about it…and no, I’m not sussed about it all. I am living my life and doing things that appeal to me. Writing is ONE of those things…not the ONLY thing. (I have never been one of those writers who loses the “mojo” of a story by going away from it for a bit. I always come back refreshed, mental batteries charged, and tend to go like blazes following a break.)
The last couple months have been “setup” for some things I’ve long desired to get involved in or get BACK involved in (aquaria), and now that I have these things in place, I can get back to ‘primary’ which is the writing.
I’m having a blast. 🙂
And with that, here comes ze gallery!
Samantha the banded coral shrimp…queen of the tank.
This is called “Dragon’s Breath”. It is not a plant, rather a macro algae, and it is stunning under blue light. Pretty even normally, but under blue light the fringes light up as “fire”. It is stunning.
The best I could do to capture the fire of the Dragon’s Breath.
Pulsing Xenia coral. I call em’ the psycho-pom-pom squad.
Xenia in normal lighting
Blue light low angle of the reef.
Green mushroom coral. Just kickin’ it.
Thjis Astrea starfish was a hitchiker with my green star coral. Reef friendly, and now I have a starfish. 🙂
A freebie from my reef store. They gave me a 29 gallon setup that someone had dropped off. (They had no room for it, and since I’m a good customer they asked if I would take it…and I said..DUH!) 😀 Inside the main tank was this lil’ gem. 🙂
Dory the nutjob G. rosea molted…and now she is a he. No matter how many times I see a tarantula molt, it never ceases to amaze and put me in awe of just how wonderful nature is.
Meet Dorian. Same as the old Dory, but a dude. He’s not mature, so I’m guessing I’ve got another year or so with his antics. 🙂
Tiphane, catching prey and still being nice enough to allow me the “cool shot”. 🙂
Tell me these aren’t cats again, how? 😀 Tiphane AFTER chowing down having a stretch.
My OBT (Orange Baboon Tarantula) finally has decided to be more sociable. Getting bigger, and prettier.
Iskierka molted again, and is now about 3/4″. Still a little goofball, she is one of my favorites.
Dimi being all airborne. My A. avicularia has begun to finally web up her enclosure. She has these aerial hammocks in a few places. This is her hunting perch. She drops like a rock to the cattle below. One of my prettiest T’s.
My E. campestratus, no bigger than my fingernail when I got it…is growing fast. Great eater, still the “architect” of my posse.
I moved the T’s to the walk-in closet of my bedroom office. They were being bothered by the lighting from the aquarium. (Tarantulas are very sensitive to certain spectrums of light) Turns out the move had the added benefit of better humidity control. Happy with the set up.
P. cambridgei (Trinidad Chevron). This one has been MIA for way over a month in a funnel web by her bark-tree. Finally back out and about.
P. cambridgei just hangin’. I swear my tarantulas are loons. Which of course makes things more fun. 🙂
Speaking of loons. My Nhandu coloratovillosus finished a molt recently and has actually been acting calmer. It is probably just trying to lull me into complacency. heh.