
My girls were on the front porch and saw what appeared to be a leaf...then they saw it move. We are not sure what happened, but he was laboring with his breathing and I could tell he was not going to last much longer. I do not know why, but it was almost a spiritual experience photographing this creature in its last moments. I noticed the details of its body, how it breathed and its brilliant green color. My eldest daughter noticed it was missing a back leg. We moved him from the porch so no one would step on him. My daughter thought that maybe he would fly away. The next morning, we found him dead in our flower bed.
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Dead Betty says:
I'm depressed now.
Fishit says:
One of life's moments, repeated over and over, as is birth.
Palemommy says:
poor li'l fella.