I was taking a hot summer stroll one morning, feeling the sun on my back as I bent to get a closer look at the weeds, first this weed, and then that one. Me, meandering. The sun was high and there were no clouds to offer any relief from the heat, but my chances to explore had been limited lately so I tried not to let the temperature get to me. But once a few gnats caught my scent and started pestering me, all up in my face and everything, I started to get overheated. Luckily a tiny breeze perked me up enough to make me want to investigate the weed that was creating its own bit of shade in the hot dusty field. I bent down to see what the shade world had to offer, and…
My world chilled in a split second and I jumped back with alarm! The tiny bug must have been ready for me because he popped up in such a threatening way, so as to make me flee! I was not going to hang around any bug with that kind of scary attitude! I had to high tail it out of there, and pronto!
Honestly I don’t know who was more frightened – him or me, but I can guess that he postured so aggressively out of fear, simply because my sheer size dwarfs his tiny little persona. Brave little bug, having a bit of shade to spook from.
Shhh, let us never tell the creepy crawlers just how scared we are of them. It could get frighteningly ugly, really fast.
Please come back tomorrow for a new “Weed Image of the Day” and let me know which ones you like.
We and our weeds are so much more than what we first appear to be.