The praying mantis appears on our garden plants. It may be green or brown. At first it can’t be seen. Sometimes it lands on me. It turns its heart shaped head on its thread like neck. It looks friendly and un-threatening. Today it’s small but some are as wide as my palm. Before I move down the steps to swim, I return it to a plant where it’s happy. This gentle creature eats it’s male partner after mating.
The praying mantis shows the survival of the fittest. It’s a pleasant creature that uses less attractive features to get ahead. Maybe a metaphor for life.