The Magic of Color

04.09.2013 § Leave a comment

Last weekend I burned my peanut soup so badly that I had to open all the doors and windows in the house to exhaust the toxic air. With everything open, a big, long, black bug flew into the kitchen during dinner. It bumped its body against all the windows surrounding us in the dining area. I could not tell what kind of bug it was; the closest I can describe is a huge winged ant. It was too slender to be a cicada or a beetle yet too long and large for a wasp or a firefly. I had a sense of creepiness while I watched the bug with its two long tails dangling, furiously flying over the dining area. We finally opened a screen-less window to allow its escapeā€”or our escape I should say. « Read the rest of this entry »

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