A scene from nature

Above and around, graceful swallows swoop and flit, plucking neatly from the air the fat, lazy flies as they hum their monotonous tunes. Innumerable spiders sit patiently beside their webs, ever vigilant, spindly legs balanced delicately upon silken tripwires. The ground is lined with undulating wrinkles as ants toil ceaselessly for their queen, column upon erratic column of willing slaves snaking across baked brown earth, cared for and protected by the powerful, misshapen jaws of the soldiers. High in a tree a delicate brown and green lizard, no longer than a child’s finger, snaps at a beetle, slowly crunching on its iridescent shell. Fragments of this carapace drift silently down from the branches like tiny flakes of black snow.

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