Today when I went out to get the mail, I found a small Notiophilus sylvaticus and a Syntomus americanus near the mailbox. My house was around the corner, then down a few houses, so I couldn’t run, get a vial, and come back, so, I had to quickly figure out if I should leave the beetles, or try to collect them somehow since I hadn’t collected either species in over a month in Marion County, but, I also had to be able to carry the mail, and have another free hand to open the front door. So I sat down, with the two carabids in my right hand, and took off my left shoe and sock with my left hand (not my dominant hand), and then popped the two beetles into the sock, and tied off the top so they could not escape easily.
Of course I ended up walking home with one hand holding the mail and the sock, and most of the people in our cul-de-sac had gotten used to seeing things like this coming from me and my friends, but a lady whom I did not recognize, drove to the mailbox, and just stared at me, her facial features contorted in what appeared to be disgust. Yet, in the back seat, was a girl, maybe around 4 or five years old, who was waving frantically out the window. It was, interesting, so I waved back, and went home with two beetles in a sock.
@kitty12 Hello Kitty, I know that an observation can be uploaded to iNat without images or audio, but I personally would prefer to have visual evidence so that it can be research grade. And, I don’t usually upload observations onto my iNat account because my current camera stinks, so I can’t take clear, or even recognizable shots of insects up close, and if I am far away, they are too small to be seen before it becomes clear-ish. I need to save up for a new one, this I know, trust me. @bioedteach has been uploading some images of pinned/preserved specimens that the two of us, as well as B------, K–e, and N—h, have collected in the past year or two. Sorry, I did not add their names because I would want their permission before I add their names on here, and I don’t at the moment.
If any of you have read “The Amature Naturalist” by Gerald Durrell, then you know that one measly sock is nothing compared to his returning home to his mother’s horror, stark naked, because he had used all of the clothing articles on him to hold specimens of all sorts!