Fly Vs. Fly
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So, I’ve been enjoying the springtime garden. It’s a beautiful time of year. Flowers are everywhere, the tomatoes are growing, the birds are singing, the neighbor’s leaf-blowers are humming. But the other day, while immersed in pastoral beauty, I noticed a tiny fly — very tiny, 2mm tops, barely larger than a fruit fly although chunkier — on the tip of a lime-tree leaf. The wee insect was holding another fly. But not the way you’d hold, say, a kitten. More like the way you’d hold, say, a hamburger. Or rather a milkshake, given that essentially what this critter is doing is sucking out its victim’s juices after jabbing its straw-like proboscis through its victim’s head. Anyway, I started looking around — these little predators were everywhere. From what I’ve seen so far, they prefer prey just a little smaller than themselves. They’re hard to photograph “in the wild” since I’m hand-holding the camera — even a slight breeze moves them wildly at the scale I’m trying to capture. But you get the idea. What I’m saying is, your yard is less Edward Hicks’s “Peaceable Kingdom” than it is Hieronymus Bosch’s “The Garden of Earthly Delights.” Once again, be glad you are big.