Bugga Bugga

Yesterday I watched a big, fat junebug lay on its back, struggling to flip back over. I gave it time. I observed it. I left and came back hours later. He was still struggling. 

The next morning, I went outside and there he was, upside down, legs waving madly in the air.

I decided to flip him over.

He made his way halfway across the patio.

Twenty minutes later he was on his back again.

You can't fight the natural order of things. Sometimes, the best path is to learn to enjoy seeing things upside down.