Even the smallest swarms of desert locusts rarely contain fewer than 100 million insects able to consume 200 tons of food a day. As long as the locust breeds, the food supply for hundreds of millions of people remains at risk.

Poem/story about forbidden love its good times its sad times….

What started out as a chore to catch our gliders some food turned into a wonderful memory of simple childhood pleasures.

The fish tasted good, but it was more of an excuse to get out of the house.

Dreams defined figuratively.