Since retiring about a month ago, my circadian rhythms have gradually moved to early mornings, naps, and late nights. I've always advocated midday naps as a way to acknowlege circadian rhythms, those swings in body needs throughout the day, even imagining the invention of a pull-out cot built into my desk. One recent morning, after letting the dog out, I headed to the kitchen sink, stopping in my tracks when this dark spot appeared in the corner of my eye.
OMG! What is that? On closer examination, it looked like a huge bug.
Aha! Is it a cicada, a locust, is a plague of locusts upon us?
Just a grasshopper, I suppose. Now what?
Just the day before, my daughter(s) and I were discussing who kills the spiders in a relationship? I had to tell them their father wouldn't move for spiders. Yes, I was the exterminator in our relationship, only to find out that they were also the exterminators in theirs. The culprit wasn't moving either. No fly swatter and did I really want to kill the thing? Maybe the swimming pool skimmer would help get him off the curtain and into a bowl.
It took several tries but at last, the guy was captive in the bowl and transported to the back porch.
Actually, quite interesting looking, through the lens and larger.
Still not moving unless provoked, so after some study, I nudged him onto the grass which has been newly rejuvented from last week's rain. He would have been camouflaged quite well in that parched earth environment. Luckily, my photoshoot concept "Parched Earth" was obliterated by said rain.
Somewhere between porch and grass, I looked up to see the Circadian Cicada Sunrise.
An OMG moment.
And as I returned to my now cicada safe environment, a few more OMG moments.
And if you really need to see where the shadow originated:
To view photos, see gallery Grasshopper http://skyimaginings.zenfolio.com/p174848691