
Two for tea
I still think of my sister Nancy as the little redheaded girl darting about. My other sister Cindy wrote a song when she was 7 years old. It was called "Pilly, Pilly, Polly, Poo". It went like this: "Oh, Pilly Pilly Polly Poo Oh Pilly Pilly Polly Poo When the answer is spread I suppose I'll be dead Said Pilly Pilly Polly Poo Verse 2 When I'm in the grave
As insects go praying mantis' are on the large side and yet for such small creatures they have this humanoid aspect about them, they turn their heads and fix their gaze on you and grimace with their tiny mouths. Last week a praying mantis was inside my house casually walking down the wall. I was thrilled and thought at first maybe I should just leave it to roam about to randomly scavenge indoors. I wanted to show the mantis to my kids but considered it cruel to hold such a creature captive. My husband thought it wouldn't get enough to eat inside so I put the praying mantis outside on a bush. Later that week my son reported a squashed mantis in our driveway.

