Once when I was a kid I was out playing in the woods(which is what kids did back in the day before over scheduling)and I discovered what I thought was a cocoon affixed to a branch. I brought it home and put it in a jar. The next day much to my astonishment hundreds of tiny praying mantises had emerged from the egg casing overnight. It was midwinter and I suppose the warmth of the house must have precipitated this praying mantis outburst. The poor darlings were so ravenous and having nothing else to eat in their little jar they were devouring one another. My mother wouldn't let me keep them in the house so I had to let them loose in the freezing cold. I've always felt sad about that.
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Hello Kay! This is such a lovely image, and I must say that the tree looks so enchanting! (I'm mad for trees, you see..) :))
Sad memory... great image! (Funny how those little memories stick with us for life. :(
lovely image for sure, love your line. what a fascinating story to boot!
Hello Kay Aker,
Lovely painting of your past memory & experience.
We all have some sad stories to tell and I am glad we still move on.
The up & down lifes make wonder....then only we cherish life to the fullest!
Happy Friday and weekends in advance.
Happy Mother's Day too!!!!!!!
Comr to my blog later, I have uploaded a mother's day dedication for you and all friends:)
Bummer! Tough lesson at a young age. A sweet illustration came of it though.
Wow! What an interesting story behind that cute illo!
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