I just found a huge stag beetle on our deck. I tried to catch him in a jar to show you, but the little jerk crawled between the deck slats, clamped on and wouldn’t budge. I could have pried him out, but I’m afraid he might have lost his legs in the process.
In college I did my senior design project on the specimen collection at the North Carolina Museum of Natural Sciences, and ever since I’ve been infatuated with natural science specimens. Whether in jars of formaldehyde, pinned behind glass or stuffed and tagged, they are delightfully creepy. I must be slightly morbid.
I’m itching to own one of these beauties from Bugs Under Glass, or maybe a whole wall of them would be nice.
Just to clarify… Live bugs? No, thank you. Dead framed bugs? Yes, please!