There won't be any chronological order to these or stories even--just pictures
with a little vignette maybe. Here is a dung beetle doing her thing.
Rolling the dung ball
across the tire tracks. The ball was way bigger than she was.
She pushed backwards
with her hind legs all the way across the road.
Found just the right
spot and began to dig the hole.
She dug till she was
nearly out of sight. We weren't able to stay to see the burial.
