Ode to the rice weevil

Indeed the true stewards of this globe are the creatures that account for the most numerous moving occupants: Invertebrates. As the rice becomes harvested off the fields and patties surrounding my current abode, the infestation of rice weevils can only leave one giggling at their knack for appearing everywhere and at any time in numerous amounts. Their slow moving and unambiguous appearance is not so much an intrusion as it seems just to be a migrational movement of lost, searching souls. Yet, their numbers, slowly dwindling as the days progress, provide one with an insight into the structural simplicity yet marvellous mechanics of the Earth's ecological system. We truly need to pay homage to that successful if not challenging, inevitable, annual shift of multiple-legged, or bulbous bodied or fanciful winged creatures which answer only to an internal clock provoked by the climatic changes of our galaxy.

Unfortunately, my rice weevils are too small for my simplistic camera to capture their black ant-eater-like form. But, I certainly have captured a small treasure trove of other Invertebrates that haunt my world in South Asia, and although I was once fearful of their differences to my own, I now revel in their true domination as being caretakers of our environment in multiple ways.  An appreciation for other creatures builds bridges to living with and accepting that which should not be feared.

And of course their skill at architecture is also a vision to behold!!