Or else he never left.
Sure enough, despite the night passing and steady rain during the day, there he was, the stilt bug, waving his antennae and bending from side, leaning out over the spent iris. Between 2:15 and 3 this afternoon, we certainly made each other's acquaintance.
Ain't he grand?
(Correction! This is not a stilt bug. It's a Scudder's Katydid nymph!)
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