As I run my hands thru the soil, trying to puck out the weeds by the roots, I see all my companions in or on the soil, and I realize that I’m disturbing their habitat as my hands and my body are sharing the same space.

In really messy, weedy gardens when I start to remove the unwanted, the uninvited; it a mass exodus of of living things who had made it a home, now is search of another place to survive and rear their young.

I look up and see something in the plant next to me, sometimes there is something looking back at me, or busily trying to find something to eat or just plain sex out in the open.

So what do I do, pull out my camera and click, some times I get a good shot.