An assassin bug is a stealthy hunter.
He started out giving stump speeches on behalf of politicians, but it wasn’t long before he was out on a limb himself.
An assassin bug plays freeze tag with a bee.
“I see you, but I wouldn’t want to bee you,” said the ambush bug.
Jack-in-the-pulpit. Jack has left, but the remaining leaves encourage the reddening berries.
This signals the end of the feeding-the-orioles-grape-jelly season. The honey bees have assumed control.
A monarch on the rocks. Please hold the ice for a long time.
“It was me, but I really didn’t think anyone would miss those yellow pear tomatoes. Honest.”