Good With Bugs
Some of you who know me may know how good I am with bugs. Click here for a previous example of my bravery. Yes, I am the kind that a bee flies by just for the fun of seeing a human 600 times its size flapping madly, screaming, and diving into water or anything that will hide me from this potential ‘owie.’
Well, the rains have started here, and it has flooded out some of the bugs that usually stay nicely hidden from my view (where they should be.) Our boiler room is now a little insect graveyard, in fact. Bugs of four different varieties, all large, have crawled out of sewage drains, fallen from the sky and come up from their inundated homes to my little enclosed patio, and they can’t get out. When it rains at night, they drown (phew...I don’t have to kill them) and now our boiler room is littered with little corpses.
However, and this is a little step further into me becoming a braver, more independent person, I thought before all of the Giant Red Winged Carpenter Ants died, I should capture one for the kids to see, and for your visual pleasure. Easily an inch (and some) long with lovely pincers, a furry striped abdomen, a grossly enlarged thorax, and a head that sports clearly visible eyes, this guy is the biggest ant I have ever seen. And I ventured into the boiler room full of them to scoop one into a jar with my bare hands (actually I wore my gardening gloves out of sheer terror), all the while watching for the others coming towards me. The crickets and grasshoppers were bouncing around me, the earwigs were slithering, the beetles were waddling, and I got my specimen!
So, to prove that God does indeed work on the smallest detail of our lives, you have today’s post! Ha! Remind me of this the next time I have to squish a cockroach or scorpion.
Eeeew...
Friday, June 13, 2008
