I know a dear little person called Rosie. She is full to the brim with life and enthusiasm and fun. She’s also a darling, caring little soul, and the other day, she helped a crane fly to safety, but couldn’t prevent its inevitable death. Rosie set about holding a prayer service for the crane fly, to mark its demise with dignity and proper concern.
I was so inspired by her tale as told by her lovely Mummy, Charlotte, that I had to look up crane flies to find out more about them. Of course, they are wonderful, harmless, delicately romantic creatures (although I’m sure if the crane fly larva is eating your lawn, you may feel less well disposed to them).
That all sparked off a poem for Rosie, which led to an idea for a little illustrated book. I decided that Rosie really ought to have a proper letter of thanks too from the insect community for her kindnesses towards them, so I got out my spideriest pen nib and made that next. I parcelled the whole thing up and sent it in the post, direct from the Crane Fly Headquarters. It took me a morning, maybe, to put it all together, and I giggled with delight throughout.
Here’s the whole thing, page by page. I wish i could have been a (crane) fly on the wall when Rosie opened it.
‘The pen is very heavy for our legs’. I love that thought!
PS: I am constantly inspired by the genius Don Marquis and his tales of cockroach Archy, and Mehitabel, the alley cat. I came across a volume of poems written by Archy in the library one day, and have been hooked on it ever since. Read some more about Archy, Mehitabel and Don, at don marquis.com.