Who Cares?

One of the benefits of being able to tolerate a heat index of 105 degrees with 70 percent humidity is that you get to see things going on that others who are hiding out in the air conditioning cannot. Such as this cicada that was caught and was about to be eaten by a preying mantis. I find cicadas mildly annoying, perhaps because their noise indicates the impending demise of summer. So I let the mantis chow down. Spock would call it the prime directive. I call it entertainment.