A Daily Find

I find one or two of these a day, usually before they get so big they take out whole tops of plants. Nevertheless, finding one still tends to simultaneously gross me out, thrill me and feel like a small victory against the insect forces of entropy.

Most of them meet with untimely ends. Some, the soapy swimming pool. Others, traumatic compression.

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