The other night, I happened to glance up at the night sky and saw a bright light to the east.
“I bet that’s Jupiter or Saturn,” I thought to myself, so I went inside and grabbed my old, trusty binoculars and had a look. Sure enough, the bright light resolved itself into a larger bright light, [...]
… and a girl and a boy and a girl and another girl and another boy and …
The late night snack pictured here is either genus Phyllophaga — in which case it really is a june bug, and I’ve been calling them by their proper common name — or it’s genus Cyclocephala — and it’s really a masked chafer.
Either way, I’m happy to see it in the spider’s web as opposed to [...]
I am torn. “Crane fly” just does not hold the mystique that “mosquito hawk” does. When you associate “crane fly” — or its oft used misnomer “daddy long legs” — with this insect, you think to yourself, “of course. Long legs. I get it,” and you leave it at that.
But when you associate “mosquito hawk” [...]
Tiger, tiger, burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skiesBurnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder and what art Could twist the sinews of [...]