and dreams they are, just castles in the air...
Did the Phoenix dream? Could it? Does it? Dreams of sweet nothings? Nightmares? The emerald green of paddy fields transforming to crimson walls of fire?
Wake up poet.
The times - they aren't a'changin, this world is largely fake...
1 Jul 2017
While watering my pots a few days ago, I
discovered beautiful new guests on another set of plants
Another view of the same individual, with a
moulted exoskeleton (slightly out-of-focus) on the centre left
I hurriedly displaced a couple of big
ones from the plant. But will hunt for new hatchlings in the days ahead...