As autumn descends upon the land, the last of summer’s insects have left the fields, seeking shelter from the coming cold.
An antlion (?) on the side of a shed.
A very late cicada, which will likely die a bachelor.
I found a conehead katydid trapped inside an office building. I picked him up to take him outside…
…And he hissed at me. Not the most grateful insect, is he?
A fuzzy caterpillar of unknown species.
A three-inch-long grasshopper out on the sidewalk. If you look closely, you’ll notice it has lost its antennae. The quad was mowed today; that’s probably how it lost them.