Mama Nature’s little jokes

Posted on August 4, 2009


I fell asleep reading Jerry Dennis’s Heart of the Great Lakes—it’s lively, but I’m not—and woke up befuddled and buzzing.  Wait, wait . . . the buzzing was outside my head.  The Cowboy was staring at the wall with a bemused expression.  GACK!  This fellow was on the wall.  A good two inches long and very alert.  Naturally I grabbed the camera. 

Cricket on the wall

FLASH!  My papparazzi act startled him, and he tumbled off the wall and onto my pillow

Cricket on the pillow

This was altogether too much.  I took one more picture, then carried pillow and beetle outside and flapped until he disappeared.  It was my own fault.  I’d fallen asleep with the door to the deck wide open.  I’m lucky I didn’t wake up with a raccoon staring at me.

At first I thought he was a cricket, but I looked him up.  He’s nothing like a cricket.  He’s a beetle.  I’m betting on either Ergates spiculatus or Prionus californicus but don’t take my word for it.  I’m busy caulking.  Mama Nature will have her little jokes.