This photograph by an unnamed photographer of a ladybird in the ash of Mount Etna seems appropriate
Heavy heart and
head yet the house fills
with ladybirds
haiku for winter sleep
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This photograph by an unnamed photographer of a ladybird in the ash of Mount Etna seems appropriate
Heavy heart and
head yet the house fills
with ladybirds
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Jane Dougherty Writes 
We call them ladybugs. Ladybirds sounds much prettier.
It’s an old word, but I forget how it came about. They’re coming indoors to overwinter. Most of them will just end up getting trodden on…
I find them sometimes, but not as it appears you do.
They seem very fond of the shower. Not a good place.
Eww–no. But better than silverfish or other creepy-crawly things.
I want to rescue them. I never want to rescue silverfish…
That’s true. I try to take ladybugs outside, but silverfish get squashed (but they make me shiver–something about them–ewwww!)
They are such a strange shape. Bit like mermaids with antennae…
Hahahaha.
🙂
This is both so delicate and so weighted Jane. It makes me want to cry and cover the tiny wings of the ladybird.
Defiantly ladybird and not bug Merril. She’s far to fancy to be a bug- all she needs is a hat and she’s off to a party
I love these little critters and never know whether it’s better to try and catch them and put them back outside or leave them indoors.
Bug has derogatory connotations here 🙂
I occasionally get them in my apartment through the window and always send them out again, but smiling. Here they are considered good luck. (K)
We get loads of them in the autumn and I used to round them up (where possible) and put them back outside until I read that they hibernate. This year I’m trusting them to know what they want 🙂
I get them in spring and summer. I would imagine when looking to hibernate they stay lower to the ground.
You’re probably right. Sounds logical.
OK, i will agree feeding them with the insect refugees, Jane! :-))
🙂