As I write this, there is a grasshopper the size of a TV remote control (I KID YOU NOT) clinging to my living room curtain. I would take a picture of it, but right now Todd is out-of-house with our camera. They’re pretty lethargic if not disturbed, so I’m pretty sure I can get a snapshot of it when he gets home.
The pic included here was one I took several years ago of same type of fella – but he was outside, and SMALLER.
I saw bigger cockroaches (flying palmettos) more often while living in Palm Springs than I have seen in Ecuador.
“Since there has been a lot of talk about bugs... Here is a true story that happened this week.
But, I did not take up the other 2 traps. One of which I had placed under a piece of furniture in my mother's room.
Last night, she wakes to the sound of the trap snapping. Then she hears the struggle begin for the remaining moments of life.
Courtesy of Scott Creasy
Okay… in the time it’s taken me to write this, the grasshopper on the curtain has disappeared. Somewhere in the house.