When Barney, the bulky, bullheaded Bullfrog decided to take up residence under my car tire, i told him politely, “Barney, that is quite a perilous spot at which you can — most definitely — easily expire.”
Barney just sat there without a trembling twitch and said, “You sure are a very worrisome bloke; i can assure you, most greenheartedly, that we brave Bullfrogs are, indubitably, not afraid to croak.”
Then i realized that all of my careful cautions and pale-lectures would not cause Barney to fearfully quiver, so i grabbed his humongous, bullheaded, brown-old butt and — despite his slimy objections — threw him into the river.
With this third time of me bringing fresh meat to the Colony, i am sure to finally get the recognition that i deserve. Hopefully, i will be promoted up the ranks and will be remembered as “The Great Provider” by the Colony. (All of this voluminous Beetle Meat is tough to move, by the way!) I will persevere and will get this wonderful bounty to the Colony.
Goodness! I keep hearing the huge, bipedal ape up above, with his camera, singing the following song to me:
“Getting to know you Getting to know all about you Getting to like you Getting to hope you like me…”
Walking just walking along gingerly and slowly swaying waltzing alien-like from leaf to leaf
Stalking just stalking along stick-like & Oh so lean happily wondering whom next i can eat
Suddenly out of nowhere a huge ominous creature appears thrusting a blackish lens-thing right up to me
In a flash, I quickly leap away and am so very glad that the huge hideous creature didn’t eat me
[Note: This photo was taken about a month ago. This was the first Praying Mantis that i’ve seen this summer; it was young, just around 3cm long. And, yes — with blackish lens-thing macro camera in hand — i am the ominous, hideous creature. (You must admit, we ominous, hideous creatures are pretty huge.)]
Young Praying Mantis (praying that I don’t eat him) … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2019
What prey are you dreaming about tonight, my adroit, winged friend? What shifting air currents are floating through your fulfilled, slumbering mind?
[Note: I was in the woods taking nature pictures and stayed quite awhile. It started getting dark and as i was leaving i saw a White Tail Skimmer Dragonfly landing low in some wild plants on the forest floor, fortunately. I knew that that meant it was preparing for sleep (there). I waited a bit — for it to really dose off — and then i slowly moved in to photograph it. Poison ivy was all around me! Please note how they wrap their legs around plants while in sleep; this stance affords stability for possible upcoming windy conditions.]
Sleeping White Tail Skimmer Dragonfly … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2019
What makes a King out of a slave? Courage! What makes the flag on the mast to wave? Courage! What makes the elephant charge his tusk, in the misty mist or the dusky dusk? What makes the muskrat guard his musk? Courage! What makes the sphinx the seventh wonder? Courage! What makes the dawn come up like thunder? Courage! What makes the Hottentot so hot? What puts the “ape” in apricot? What have they got that I ain’t got? (All Four): Courage! (Lion): Then you can say that again! — Words from the timeless (and indubitably immortal) Wizard of Oz
Muskrat carrying leaves to his underwater den…(Photo taken last spring) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018