Wednesday, June 2, 2021

Coffee with a Fascinating Cankerworm

Morning coffee on the porch. Grateful for the time to watch the magical acrobatics of what I think is a cankerworm.

The lifeline thread it was suspended by invisible to my imperfect vision.

The wind moves the invisible silk and spins the tiny creature like a Coast Guard rescue bucket out of control.

I watch as it finally lowers itself, nearly touching the ground but then like a cat touching water with its paws, retracts and lifts up back to the sky.

Back to the tree foliage to gorge as it prepares to move from a spring larvae to becoming a moth, not limited to floating randomly but to winged flight.

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