I have no idea what this little furry fellow might be. One rainy afternoon, I was not finding much in the meadow near our campground in the Lincoln Nation Forrest, New Mexico. No butterflies, fresh blooms, birds or mushrooms. I happened across this deer carcass that was in the final stages of having the last small pieces of flesh being done away with by nature. The bones were covered with swarms of these kind of creepy creatures whom were devouring the last vestiges of flesh.

I said “cool” my muse muttered some disdainful comment about boys. I stretched out on the forest floor with my 105micro and set up 3 lights and photographed until I kept feeling itchy, like things were crawling on me. I muttered something about boys and wandered on with my muse.

Enjoy the whole cycle of life on your journey††††nada te turbe††††jim