Fly Away Home

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The ladybug rests.

Season’s last calendula.

Where will she go now?
 

©2020 Lisa Smith Nelson. All Rights Reserved

 Writers' Pantry #43 at Poets and Storytellers United

 

 
 
 

 

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  1. Old EggOctober 25, 2020 at 3:39 AM

    Wherever she likes. Mind you they don't seem to mind crawling over your hands as well...just checking as it were!

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    1. LisaOctober 27, 2020 at 12:30 PM

      They are quite unafraid for small little creatures, aren't they? Of course, predators have learned they release foul smells when in danger!

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  2. Rosemary Nissen-WadeOctober 25, 2020 at 4:47 AM

    Awww., sad. (But great photo.)

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    1. LisaOctober 27, 2020 at 12:32 PM

      I'd call it poetic license, since they hibernate when it gets too cold. That's why you can buy bags of them in the spring, and the stores have them in a refrigerator!

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  3. RommyOctober 25, 2020 at 5:41 AM

    I love the melancholy of this piece and how well it captures that between time of weather where we try to hold on to as much warmth as possible before the cold is impossible to deny.

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    1. LisaOctober 27, 2020 at 12:35 PM

      The bees are having a problem too. I see more and more caught out as it gets cold in the evening. They cuddle down near the middle of flowers, the nectar sources are actually warmer. They can't fly when it's cold.

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  4. Gillena CoxOctober 25, 2020 at 9:04 AM

    A covid time question. Where do We go from here
    Happy Sunday Lisa

    Much💛love

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  5. Magaly GuerreroOctober 25, 2020 at 9:11 AM

    I hope she will hibernate someplace comfy, while dreaming of spring leaves.

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  6. indybevOctober 25, 2020 at 10:56 AM

    Well, she'll fly away home to her children, just like in the little ditty! This was fun.

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  7. HelenOctober 25, 2020 at 12:22 PM

    She is welcome to come live in my Autumn flowers .... after the snows come, she better have relocated. Cheers.

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    1. LisaOctober 27, 2020 at 12:38 PM

      If I'd known my kalettes were thick with aphids I'd have moved her there!

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  8. JennaOctober 25, 2020 at 2:47 PM

    I love ladybugs! :D She can hang out with me.

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    1. LisaOctober 27, 2020 at 12:39 PM

      So do I. I try to find as many kinds each year as possible. This one is a seven spotted ladybug.

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  9. colleenOctober 25, 2020 at 9:27 PM

    I think she will be mistaken for a bead that someone strings on a necklace.

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  10. Dorothy BordersOctober 26, 2020 at 12:30 PM

    Love this!

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