Camouflage is a method of crypsis—avoidance of observation—that allows an otherwise visible organism or object to remain indiscernible from the surrounding environment through deception. Examples include a tiger’s stripes, the battledress of a modern soldier and a butterfly camouflaging itself as a leaf. The theory of camouflage covers the various strategies which are used to achieve this effect.
Thank you, Wikipedia!
Bugs have been a topic of many recent conversations. It seems there has been a late summer resurgence of bugs…around here, anyway. We came home from Arkansas to a slew of fruit flies. I could hardly blame them~ some bananas had missed my throwing-away radar before we left~ so the flies were having a PARTY when I found them.
I believe I’ve said once or twice or three dozen times on here that I don’t like anything in mass quantity. I really mean it. I don’t.
At church on Sunday, some sort of winged bug had taken over the opposite side of the stage. Thank the good Lord and I’m so sorry, Ashleigh. She got to experience that mass quantity experience by crunching one on her keyboard amp. Eww. And then she saw all the rest of them hovering nearby…Ewwwww!
Yesterday, Jonathan apparently parked around a nest of Box Elder bugs and they greeted him as he was driving down the freeway.
No. I don’t like that. It’s against my religion.
As a child, however, I confess to a slight fascination. And if I am with certain friends (rhymes with Losha 🙂 ), I am the one who is called upon to get rid of the bug. One at a time is not scary. I don’t like bugs in my HOUSE, but I’m comfortable about picking it up and letting it fly into the wild…or whatever I feel like at that particular moment.
My friend, Sara, was mouthing off to me the other day, so I picked up a Daddy Long Legs and dangled it in front of her face. She straightened right up.
If it had been a family of SIX spiders all gathered together, I would have had my gag reflexes going ninety miles an hour.
So, that’s my take on bugs. I think I have a pretty healthy respect for them. They’re not too bad and not too great~in their place, one at a time, and NOT in my house.
I’d just like to say that this post does not in any way apply to TICKS. I hate ticks because one gave me Lyme’s Disease and I will hate them forever. I had one on me over the weekend and I could go into hives when I see one, I get so mad and anxious.
Camouflage~ it really is a cool thought…that you could wear something that is capable of hiding…fading into the background…
I wish I could camouflage myself to ticks. I don’t know WHAT it is that they like about me so much. Wish I could figure it out and sell it as a pheromone and make lots of money.
Alas, that will probably never happen. Perhaps when I get to heaven, I can get close enough to a tick to find out these answers. I wonder if Enquiring Minds will still want to know up there.
Anyway…
I’ve never seen such an amazing example of something that could hide so completely, so cleverly…why, it’s like you can barely make it out at all…
I mean…it really is like it just fades into my skin!
Well…actually…when you turn that way…I’m able to make out a slight profile.
You might need to work on that, my little bug-eyed friend.
Seriously. Have you ever seen a more perfect example of camouflage? I was in awe of this…well…whatever this is. Look at the detail and color on its back! Such detail! Such beautiful colors…absolutely amazing.
And then such delicate wings…
I am in awe of this intricate creature that God took the time and care to make with such loving detail. If He cared that much to create this BUG, how much more lovingly did He design you and me.
And wouldn’t you like to know the first fashion designer who ran into one of these flying things for the first time! I bet inspiration for a garment wasn’t the first thing on their minds!