Bugged

Growing up in Ohio, there were a lot of bugs.  We had lightning bugs which lit up the dark summer sky.  My distaste for grasshoppers began when some random boy dropped one down the back of my dress during recess (about the 4th grade or so).  But the one that really creeped me out was the praying mantis.  My Mother told me they ate mosquitos and grasshoppers, so I left them alone.

This year one has taken up residence in our butterfly bush, right outside our den window.  I would spot it nearly every day.  It was brown on the top and green on the bottom, so it blended in well with the branches.  It was interesting to watch, but I was glad there was glass between me and it.  One day it must have sensed me watching it because it quickly turned its triangular shaped head with bulging eyes toward me.  Still creeped me out.  When the winds came it would hold on for dear life.  Last week when it was windy it must have decided the window would be easier to hold onto.

 



I would often see it using its forearms quite vigorously.  I assumed it was getting food.  But a couple of days ago when I looked for it, I found it had snagged something a bit bigger.  I had to get outside to capture a picture of this.

Poor bee didn't stand a chance.  When I came in I did some Googling about the praying mantis.  They go after big prey.  One photo showed this insect taking out a little hummingbird.  The photographer said the mantis had waited an hour for this bird to land.  Pretty remarkable.  Now, if only the praying mantis could get rid of these nasty bugs that have been around for well over a week. 



 

 

 

All these little white dots that you see are swarms of bugs.  You can see them especially on the apricot tree.  They come out when the sun comes up.  So instead of being able to enjoy the beautiful fall weather, I am indoors most of the day.  I do my yardwork and runs to the garden before the bugs come out.  Kevin said it was like a plague.  They get in your hair, nose, and ears and cling to your clothes.  My friend the praying mantis is gone. Wish he were back - feasting on these nasty bugs.