Journal Entry 9/14/15

Last night in the yard I watched a lumbering insect with two sets of opposing wings and a body like a fuzzy barrel wobble and dip and turn and dive like a drunken clown on an invisible roller coaster. It seemed its sole purpose was to attract a hungry bat. Around and up and over and back it went making no headway towards a flower or shelter or a smudge of possible food. I felt almost sorry for this lumpy creature. Around it spun the vernal world of crows and chickadees and squirrels and hummingbirds and the frenetic bats that visit us at sunset. And just as soon as the clown creature appeared it was again gone. I will look for it today but something tells me it’s time to strut and fret and wobble across the stage of our yard has come and gone.

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