life, & death, at 40

Rain drops on flowers and leaves and cacti are remarkable. I was mesmerised by some just this morning. Plops of silver mercury sitting on a vast cactus just looking amazing. More were held in the petals of a rather coarse yellow daisy, holding the plump drops for hours before they fell. But no self-respecting blogger would publish flowers and raindrops and ever expect to be taken seriously again (did you ever?). So I present you this insect, earth-bound by the very wings that should have saved it, pulling and wriggling and fighting to free itself from the final, remaining one that refuses to let go.


Picture courtesy of the one & only… The death, he said, is in the detail.