"In nature, everyone comes to an unfortunate end."
A good friend of ours said that years ago when the he, Serpentine One and I were out trout fishing in the highlands and we found some poor mammal—it was no longer possible to identify him or her.
Anyway, I saw something really neat today. Last night, probably in hot pursuit of a juicy moth, this poor guy made a fatal slip.
He'll be easier to recognize here. (Click on the image to see him larger.)
Poor guy must have struggled quite a while before succumbing. It wouldn't have done him any good. Once his wings were caught on that big thistle, it was all over no matter.
Except, as my friend reminded us that day in the highlands, this sort of thing happens all the time.
When I was a kid I read a lot of nature writing that described bats as having an almost supernatural power not to run into things. But every bat makes a fatal mistake some day.
A good friend of ours said that years ago when the he, Serpentine One and I were out trout fishing in the highlands and we found some poor mammal—it was no longer possible to identify him or her.
Anyway, I saw something really neat today. Last night, probably in hot pursuit of a juicy moth, this poor guy made a fatal slip.
He'll be easier to recognize here. (Click on the image to see him larger.)
Poor guy must have struggled quite a while before succumbing. It wouldn't have done him any good. Once his wings were caught on that big thistle, it was all over no matter.
Except, as my friend reminded us that day in the highlands, this sort of thing happens all the time.
When I was a kid I read a lot of nature writing that described bats as having an almost supernatural power not to run into things. But every bat makes a fatal mistake some day.
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