I saw a beetle the size of my fist a couple of days ago.

I rescue beetles that turn themselves over in my apartment hallway, but I don't have much time for humans...

Maybe because humans can turn themselves over. I would not be so inclined to help them. But you never know.

Sometimes you just act without thinking.

the sound of frogs croaking in the night makes me stop and smile and just listen to what they have to say.

The other night I was caught talking to them by a neighbor. I was next to my car just talking away to them...

And I didn't care.