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I took this a few mornings ago at about 8 AM while I was walking my dog before work.

I really liked how the insect was clinging to the shell that (I presume) he emerged from, as though he were clinging to his past. It reminds me of the way so many people cling to thier own pasts, from the former jock who peaked physically and socially in high school and spends the rest of his life reliving the "glory days" to the middle-aged divorcee who still finds thier identity in thier ex.

When I shared this with a friend yesterday, she saw a different interpretation, that of a metamorphosis from a dry, bland husk to a bright vibrant insect, a sort of growth and evolution.

So, interpret this either way you wish, or make up your own. But if you make up your own, be sure to share.

Another angle of this can be found in my scraps here [link]

Description
I took this a few mornings ago at about 8 AM while I was walking my dog before work.

I really liked how the insect was clinging to the shell that (I presume) he emerged from, as though he were clinging to his past. It reminds me of the way so many people cling to thier own pasts, from the former jock who peaked physically and socially in high school and spends the rest of his life reliving the "glory days" to the middle-aged divorcee who still finds thier identity in thier ex.

When I shared this with a friend yesterday, she saw a different interpretation, that of a metamorphosis from a dry, bland husk to a bright vibrant insect, a sort of growth and evolution.

So, interpret this either way you wish, or make up your own. But if you make up your own, be sure to share.

Another angle of this can be found in my scraps here [link]