Today, we are celebrating all living things. Check out this visitor that we were lucky to observe.
We saw this beetle (below) at the zoo, in an insect display. As a little girl, I used to catch spiders with my bare hands, put them in jars with a rubbing alcohol-soaked cotton ball. Once dead but still structurally perfect, I pinned each spider to a cork board for display.
More than 20 years later, I would not pick up a spider with my bare hands and this vexes me. Why does this happen? Where does the fear come from and when does it grab hold of us?
We should try--each day--to fight off these changes...the changes that make us adults.
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molly - great shots. he looks like he is dancing - and I love it when he springs up onto the branch! xoxox
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