An irregular, irreverent, post-modern account of the surreal, the ordinary, and the bizarre happenings on and around the Felia lavender farm in Crete

Thursday, November 24, 2005

What is that?

OK, it's payback time. We entertain you and now you do a bit of work for us. Gill was grossed out by the following bug or grub or maggot or whatever that she found in the girls' run his morning. Poked with a stick it curled up. Uncurled it was about 4-5 inches (10-12cm) long. It was faintly irridescent. It left the run some time later - possibly pushed out by the dogs. So, what was it?

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