In Your Dreams, Mate!

A couple of hours of warm sunshine in the greenhouse apparently gave the male praying mantis ideas. I caught sight of him sneaking up behind one of the females, but she was on to him. She swung about to confront him. Those powerful fore legs struck at him faster than lightening. He tried to placate her, but she struck several times more. He sprang backwards out of range and crept away. She continued to loom over him as he left.

Isn’t she magnificent?