Just a beetle minding its own business

I came to investigate after I heard shouting …

Enormous! Scary! Beetle!

My mum is such a wuss … it’s just a poor old beetle minding its own business … a lesser Stag I think …

Published by Tessa Barrie

Blogger from Jersey, UK who believes life is too short to be niche. View all posts by Tessa Barrie

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