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As I cleared out the zinnia bed there were five praying mantis. Some were on the ground and some were on the plants.
One of the days that week, as I sat down on the garden bench to rest for a minute, I noticed this "patriotic" praying mantis perched atop the small flag. I went into the house and got my camera and the mantis was still there when I came out. He was just marching around on the flag, occasionally tilting his big space alien-like head as he goggled me taking pictures of him.
The next thing I knew, I was unable to see anything clearly through the camera lens. That was because my little goggle-eyed friend had leaped up onto the camera lens. When I took the camera away from my eye to see what was wrong with it, there he was on the lens. He was trying to be in my face. I took him off and put him back to his flag sitting pose. He finally got tired of me taking pictures of him and flew away.
|ALMOST IN MY FACE. ON THE LENS WHEN I SNAPPED THE PICTURE.|
|MAKING CONTACT - MANTIS REACHING OUT TO TOUCH MY FINGER . SHE WAS WAITING TO BE DISCOVERED ON MY RED-HANDLED PRUNING SHEARS. I WAS HOLDING THE SHEARS IN ONE HAND AND THE CAMERA IN THE OTHER TO TAKE THE PICTURE.|
I think I would rather they were praying mantis (prophets). Much more fun and interesting than just big ol' bug-eating bugs.