So I spent like an hour yesterday watching my plants work together to hunt one particular big fly. Yes, the highlight of my Friday evening was watching a fly.
I first noticed it wandering across my dismembered pinguicula. I don't think the fly even noticed that the leaves are supposed to be sticky. I guess they're still winter leaves.
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The fly next discovered my nepenthes sanguinea. I felt violated on behalf of my plant as the fly took its time crawling over it and licking its pitchers with weird-shaped mouthparts.
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There was no way that nepenthes was going to catch something of that size. Really, I've never seen even my bigger nepenthes catch anything that big. So, I started nudging my sarracenia closer. Sarracenia are absolutely viscious. I knew that if anything could catch that fly, it was sure to be a sarracenia.
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Instead, the fly next noticed my basil plant. I'll admit it, my basil plant is delicious, so I can hardly blame it. But -- and maybe this is a bit defeatist of me -- I thought it very unlikely that the basil plant would be able able to capture the fly. A few squirts of water though and the fly moved on to the sarracenia.
The fly got progressively more bold as it slurped the nectar from one particular pitcher.
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There were several times I thought it had to be a goner, but the fly pulled off a narrow escape before returning to push its luck again.
< Four second video of an escape goes here, except apparently it doesn't. >
Although that pitcher was the fly's clear favorite, it did periodically examine the other nearby pitchers. This is the one that got the nice juicy fly in the end:
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It was actually rather dramatic when it fell in. I'd never seen a sarracenia death-fall before. It happened quickly, and was accompanied by a frantic buzzing sound of descending pitch -- just for a moment, and then it was gone.
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