Strange Beetle

Beetles are strange. They populate the globe and silently do their life's work. Only the results we see. Singing birds because they are full. Soft, loose earth. Flowering plants. They speak with claws and the colors of their shells. Don't touch me. Fall in love with me. In short flights they bring happiness and death. Remains strange. Original JPEG 2742 * 2760. Painted on canvas.