Nature turns up all kinds of “surprises” in my back yard.
It was the first time my children have ever met a HUGE praying mantis.
They were giddy with excitement… and yet silent with bug-eyed wonder.
Check it out mum! It’s soooooo coooool!
My sons squealed as the little hooks of the praying mantis’ feet were tickling into their skin.
They let it walk over and across their arms, up onto their shoulder, neck and head. They delighted in its shaky, robotic walk.
For me, I soaked up the moment. It reminded me of how I used to be.
I didn’t used to be so indifferent – or freaked out – by insects.
I too used to be a kid with bug-eyed wonder.
Ah, to be young, and for every day to be looked upon with new eyes.