we call them crawdads

Disclaimer: there were no crustaceans, felines, boys or girls harmed in the making of this post

If it rains, we are guaranteed to find our yard full of crawdads. Evidently, we must have a river running under our property. If anyone wants to come drill a well for us – the invitation is open. We know after a good rain, we can take a few steps outside and find a dozen crawdads crawling around the grass. We’re slowly becoming crawdad experts, spotting their holes from a great distance away. My eight year old naturalist examines each one and studies how they interact with different things. In other words, he tries to get them to grab various items, just not his fingers.

*the aperture setting for all of these was f/2.8, I was using my 50mm lens

(don’t worry there was a little boy right behind the crawdad in case it decided to jump, which I am pretty sure it can’t)

The crawdad won.