the sound of thunder comes from a cloud that
looks like fluffy meringue.
The hot, humid, wind suddenly cools and carries
the fragrance of fresh rain.......
then.... one large cold drop......and one after another,
chases Sophie and I indoors.
The drops steadily forming into
bubbling puddles of relief for
the hot baked earth,
bringing life in all forms to the tired and weary gardens.
Although we have not had the terrible swarms of grasshoppers as
those that have hit Las Vegas,
we do have problematic grasshoppers in an abundance this year.
Our scattered friends throughout the country have them as well.
The grasshoppers are quite large and can strip one plant in minutes.
They also bite.........not hard.....but enough to say "let go of me!"
How do I know this, you might ask?
...while trying to make the one in the photo above to stay still and pose
for the picture
.......it clamped down on my finger.
(photo session ended quickly)
Can you imagine how terrible it would be to have
grasshoppers as large as the one in the photo above?
I found this photo on the internet......and the short
history on it......swears the photo is true.
For those of you who live in Montana......maybe you can vouch it's
authenticity.......
Supposedly, a farmer in 1937 Montana created
a growing potion for his orchards .
The grasshoppers ate his orchards or got sprayed
and grew to be this large..........
True.......false?
What do you think?
