I started collecting chicharra shells when I was little. During the summer months here in South Texas, these beautiful morphing insects leave behind little "ghosts" all over the place: fragile, translucent evidence of transformation. I now feel that same awe as I observe the life cycle of plants within my garden. Some leave behind hollow skeletons after they die. And of course, I collect them. I will be assembling a wreath of these precious dead things.
chicharra or cicada exuvia
clockwise from top:
mystery seedpods, calla lilies, pitcher plants,
magnolia seedpod, devil's trumpet
center: easter lily cactus
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