Photo of the Week – February 10, 2011

I found this molting grasshopper nymph as I was walking through one of our restored prairies a couple summers ago.  Grasshoppers go through “incomplete metamorphosis” as they mature, meaning that they hatch from an egg as nymphs that look much like they will as adults – only a lot smaller.  As the nymphs grow, they have to periodically shed their old exoskeleton , which doesn’t grow with them.

Before shedding the old exoskeleton the grasshopper grows a new one underneath the old.  Once the new skin is ready, the grasshopper takes in as much air as it can to swell its body size and contracts its muscles to split the old skin along the back.  Then it squeezes itself out of its old skin and puffs itself up again to fill out its new exoskeleton.  The next several hours are a dangerous time for the newly molted nymph, because its new shell hardens slowly – making it particularly vulnerable to predators. 

Differential grasshopper nymph emerging from its old exoskeleton. Notice how much larger the emerged nymph is than its old exoskeleton. The Nature Conservancy's Platte River Prairies.

This particular grasshopper is a 5th instar (stage) nymph of a differential grasshopper (Melanoplus differentialis) – a common grasshopper of grasslands, but better known as a major pest in cropfields.  In prairies, the differential grasshopper feeds on both grasses and forbs. 

When I noticed this one emerging, I didn’t have my “good” camera with me, so I had to mark the location and run back to the truck to grab my camera and tripod.  A few minutes after I took the photo, the newly emerged nymph swung itself over to the stem of the switchgrass plant it was on (photo below) and sat there – I assume – until its new shell had hardened sufficiently that the grasshopper could go about the rest of its day.

Differential grasshopper nymph waiting for its new exoskeleton to harden. The Nature Conservancy's Platte River Prairies.

Photo of the Week – February 4, 2011

This is a photo that I waffle on.  Some days I really like it.  Other days I don’t see what led me to take the photo in the first place.  I think it’s the abstractness of the pattern that leads to my wishy washy opinions.  This photograph has enough pattern to it that I can sometimes see and appreciate the pattern and texture together.  Other days, it just looks like a random photograph of some grass in the snow.

Today I like it, so I’m posting it before I change my mind again.  I won’t be offended if you don’t like it!  (Maybe you’ll like it better tomorrow…)

Prairie grass and snow at sunrise. Lincoln Creek Prairie, Aurora, Nebraska.