Okay, this is a warning. I am going to sound a little "Woo-woo" in this post. I can't help that because sometimes that's just how I am.
So, with the appropriate warning out of the way, I have to confess that sometimes it seems as if certain animals consent to show themselves to me so that I can photograph them. How else to explain the chance to photograph the fly attacking the hornworm last week?
Then there was the hanging thief robber fly (Diogmites sp.) that landed right in front of me to munch away on her wasp victim, while she dangled nonchalently from a single foot hanging onto the dry tip of an aster leaf.
I shouldn't forget the beautiful (and BIG) garter snake that posed prettily on the back path earlier this summer, obviously replete from a satisfying meal of (probably) cotton rat or baby rabbit.
Don't get me wrong - I am definitely not complaining. I absolutely love
getting glimpses into the lives of the animals that share our "little bit of Earth" with us. It's a privilege and an honor to share their
stories with a wider audience, too.
I'll leave you with one last animal story I was privileged to witness recently and with the related thought that it sparked in me.
Of course I have no answers to my questions and I know that I'm being fanciful, especially in imagining the animals' desire to have their stories shared on the internet, but thanks for reading this and letting me indulge in whimsy from time to time. I hope you'll always share the chance encounters you have with wildlife in your gardens - and the stories behind those encounters, too!