This grassland creature is full of powerful medicine. Until someone corrects me, I’m just going to call it medicine fly. Ignorance, perhaps, is bliss.
I’ve noticed her sisters on the hill for two years, and got lucky on Saturday, at last. (I’m assuming she’s female, because of that powerful digging shovel at the back of her thorax.) She likes it hot hot hot, on leafy plants in between the sagebrush, and prefers to be within 30 centimetres of the ground. She’s about 3 or 4 centimetres long, so pretty darned big, actually. She’s also shy. See how she has hooks for toes, which appear to cover with wing-like sheathes? How cool is that!
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