|Grasshopper on ocotillo|
|This guy looks particularly relaxed|
|DG - Grasshoppers at Sunset|
|DG - back-lit grasshoppers on tile|
The still camera's video function works pretty well when you're lying flat on the ground and can rest your hands and the camera on a convenient rock:
By the way, it's probably better to play the video without maximizing its size, because of the lower-quality it has to be saved at for posting here. (The occasional sound on the video isn't the grasshopper, but sighs attributable to the strain of holding a very old body in a very awkward position while concentrating on some stupid insect. Both the insects and the crawling around on the ground ought to be the business of someone many years younger, I guess.)
Anyway, we're inundated with grasshoppers. Seems neat, at first -- until you realize the pomegranate, the Mexican Elder, and other trees seem to be losing their leaves a few weeks before the season would take them, which ain't healthy. Some folks say to spray soapy water on the leaves, others to use chile oil (or garlic oil), so we bought a plastic spray bottle and filled it, so the leaves of several of our trees are now both soapy and spicy, a taste combination which seems to appeal to the grasshoppers about as much as it would appeal to me. Still, we can't spray everything, so this morning we abandoned non-violence. It feels a bit savage to stomp on critters whose portraits you took such care to shoot a few days earlier; but.
I'm certainly grateful to 'em for showing up, but it's rather too much of a good thing by now.