A small swarm of grasshoppers blew through my apartment complex last week. All babies. One landed on my deck and stayed a while. They were all too small to fly out over the building once they flew in. Over the next few days, they were all crunched underfoot except Rupert here. No, I didn't name him Rupert. That's what he said his name is. Do you think I'm so stupid as to name a grasshopper?
Now, he and I share salads.
Did you know that Rupert will double in size almost daily?
ReplyDeleteIt's always nice when the grasshopper introduces himself. Perhaps, there is hope for a civil society.
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