Roadside

On the wind

Metamorphasis

As a follow up to the last post with the cicada skins, my Hero caught this one coming out of it's skin last night. This is something you don't get to actually witness very often.

Summer, Bugs, Frogs and a Boy

Just a warning up front: the last picture is gross. I mean really, snotty, boy gross.

The lazy days of late summer offer many opportunities for boys to explore and learn about the world around them. Cicadas are funny little creatures that are born and live underground feeding off of tree sap from the roots. When they are ready to morph into winged adults, the nymphs come out of the ground and climb up any nearby tree or plant or even fence and shed their skin. They leave behind a great sci-fi shell.


My grandboy was completely fascinated. It took a lot of explaining to convince him that this was not a live creature, and then even more for him to believe that it was not a dead bug.


I tried and tried to get him to pronounce ci-ca-da, but it kept coming out mikayla.


This just isn't the image that Mikayla brings to my mind.




But he enjoyed it.

Then, a few days later he discovered that our yard has an entire community of frogs inhabiting it.
Maybe his mom should have wiped his nose before she snapped this picture. Ya think? It does say "All Boy" though. Oh, and when he saw this picture he found it necessary to remind me that those are the frogs' butts in the picture.

What?!

This boy is always moving!

Wordless Wednesday

My granddaughter, 2 months, 8 days.