I remember when I was a little girl how much I loved bugs. I loved picking up rocks in my mother's garden just to see what kind of creatures were hiding underneath. I captured quite a few of these little critters in glass jars and just loved to see how they were put together. Well, being here in Tokyo, lo this 50 years later, I feel like a kid all over again every morning when I go out into the cemetery where no one cares if I just take my camera and sit down in the middle of the weeds and wait for all the wonderful little bugs to pose for me. Here's one I got this morning. (Click on his little face for the full effect. Go ahead - be brave.)
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