"Among the myrtles the mantids moved, lightly, carefully, swaying slightly, the quintessence of evil. They were lank and green, with chinless faces and monstrous globular eyes, frosty gold, with an expression of intense, predatory madness in them. The crooked arms, with their fringes of sharp teeth, would be raised in mock supplication to the insect world, so humble, so fervent, trembling slightly when a butterfly flew too close."Apologies for the lack of activity here lately folks, normal service will resume once I submit my thesis.
Entomology, chemical ecology, evidence-based environmentalism and science in general. I like big bugs and I cannot lie.
Saturday, 16 November 2013
Praying mantis by Becca Stadtlander
here. To me this picture perfectly illustrates this wonderful description Gerald Durrell wrote of the mantids he encountered as a child in Corfu: