Cicada, anyone?
PHOTO CREDITS: Termite!
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Food Chain. Momma Nature’s sacred circle of life.
I luv the coming autumn season when spider webs dripping jewels of dew sparkles in the early morning sun.
So the banana spiders are out already? Must be time for fall!
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Noisy little buggers !!
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Great story, Joan!