June Bug Wings . . .

Posting and running . . . didn't want to forget these.

Before we went to dinner last night, there was a lovely striped June bug resting on our back porch.  I had never seen one before.  When we returned, all that was left was its wings . . . a June bug homicide had been committed and mystery left behind.  A bird or lizard or the possum we sometimes see in the evening, had had a snack and left me the pretty wings . . . maybe to share with you.

Use however you wish . . .  they were a gift to me.

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