Wednesday, May 05, 2010


I'm not going to pretend that I care for flies. Words like annoying, icky, disgusting, and putrid pop to mind when I contemplate the existence of the fly. 

And there is that wee little matter of being prime disease vectors. 


You gotta admire an animal that can reproduce only 36 hours after emerging from the larval stage..
And their contributions to science are well documented..

As is their role in the natural world...

And buried behind those wings is a startlingly blue derrière..err abdomen.

Unfortunately, as interesting as this fellow was, he came to a tragic end after a rather violent collision with a rolled up newspaper. 

I wonder how that happened.