While taking these photographs, on top of the crisp leaf, a spotted ladybug came to visit. With one month of moons away from Winter, it was a pleasant surprise. I’ve always felt so close to the black-freckled beetle. It’s her way of attaching to the green leaves, sitting pretty below the sun, and showing up just when you need her.
When I was a girl, I took ladybugs for pets. In jars made of holes, rock, and grass, I placed the garden ladybugs next to my bed. I studied them. Hours later, I would feel impeachable. As if I had sinned for jar locking the free bug. I would catch them, make the ladybug a hotel, compose my research, then release them onto flower petals.
As a girl, I also liked wearing heart shaped clothes. My heart splattered tights make me feel girlish and young!