I would like to thank twelvefootnine for getting my ass in gear and start flexing my photographic muscle.
This is actually one of my cropped close-up pictures of a lense-whoring moth that was on a handrail.
Due to low light levels, you can see the moth's proboscis extended around the edge of the wood handrail. This picture is still awesome, even through the blurriness.
After the moth, I found a catepillar on the same handrail. Apparently, it had places to be because it kept running away while I tried to photograph it.
Yup. That is my wrist and arm. During the last two pictures, the caterpillar raced up my arm. It eventually found its way to my bicep muscle. I wonder where it was wanting to go? Oh hell, it is just a caterpillar. It probably wanted to gorge itself on some leaves or something.
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