Every single time a giant beetle crosses my path, I beam into the world of Roald Dahl’s “James and the Giant Peach” where human sized insects become an orphan boy’s conduits into a world of adventure and hilarity. Of course his insects did not officially include a beetle. I remember a ladybug and a glowworm and a spider and a grasshopper and an earthworm and a centipede, but no beetle. Hmmm.
There’s something in the way she moves…hahaha…beetles, that is…that transports me there. And I greet her loudly each time.