4:50 on Sunday morning I walked to the end of a peninsula, an old dike that has been breached by water. The other half of the dike was directly across from me. Standing in the water, I heard a noise, then saw a headlamp emerging from the darkness. I yelled "Hey, are you hunting?" He answered "No". I asked "Are you a photographer?" He said, "No, I'm camping and you scared the sh#t out of me."
The Azalea caterpillar arches it's head and tail when disturbed, I guess to resemble a leaf. Nature is so spectacular. Also, a Blue Dasher dragonfly, and a savannah in Wharton.
		
		
	
	
		 
	
		 
	
		 
	
		 
	
			
			The Azalea caterpillar arches it's head and tail when disturbed, I guess to resemble a leaf. Nature is so spectacular. Also, a Blue Dasher dragonfly, and a savannah in Wharton.
			
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