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Sunday, May 27, 2012

Tucson, May 2012

Desert radiates heat
sand blows
foothills haze
a lizard crawls
across my path
five orange tarantula hawks
fly past my window.

      A tarantula hawk is a member of the ant, bee, wasp family.  This wasp stings a tarantula and lays eggs on the body so the young can have something to eat when they hatch.  The zooming orange color is really quite pretty to see flying.


  1. Joy,
    Thanks for explaining about a tarantula hawk's survival skills. I almost felt like I was visiting your sights with you. Well done! Is this the start of another series?

    1. Linda,
      I'm still working on the alphabet poems using desert animals for characters.
      But it is amazing to see the tarantula hawks flying around. They look like a cross between a butterfly and a dragonfly when they are flying. You know right away it isn't a butterfly, but the color is what makes you want to know what it is.

  2. Dear Joy,
    Whoa! We need to watch out for these tarantula hawks. Isn't it inspiring to see how God creates each animal and gives it a way to protect itself and keep its species growing. Amazing! You are amazing, too.
    Never Give Up
    Joan Y. Edwards

  3. Yup, that food chain keeps working. I just wish it didn't work so well for me. I ate ceviche today, made with octopus. It was delicious.