03 | February | 2017 | Nature's Place

Flying Visit

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The fiddler beetle was zooming round the flowers in the garden, frisky little thing.

So when it stopped a moment I was prepared for some fast action on its part.

As soon as I touched the flower head it was on it dropped off.

Survival strategy at times demands a creature plays dead.

It would have unfolded its wings and taken flight …

… but there was my hand to catch it.

Then it dropped from my hand …

… and took to the skies.

Gracefully.

It is easy to be grateful in this space.