At this time of the year each year, the grasshoppers come in. One day, we wake up and they are EVERYWHERE. Some years, they literally cover the whole front and back of our house by the time we get up in the morning. This year, there weren't as many in our area of town, but there were still enough to say, "It's grasshopper time!"
I love walking through the yard at this time of the year, because grasshoppers cover the ground, even though they blend in so well you can't see them all. As you walk through, they spritz up everywhere around you, and you could just imagine you might be a princess walking through a meadow, singing beautifully as wildlife and nature spring up, whirling in a dance to the rhythm of your breathtaking melody. Maybe, just maybe, you could imagine that... But this IS Niger. And they ARE just grasshoppers. But I still can't help feeling that that way every time I go outside at this time of the year, and I feel that irresistible urge to burst forth in song and dance, as grasshoppers whirl around me.
The kids have fun running through the yard catching the grasshoppers. They spend hours at it, actually, which I think is simply GREAT! :) They then come to me and show me their treasures...
The mighty hunters with their prey...
Inside the box!
Jonathan went out to a village to check out the location of a new church building we are building. While he was there, he got to see this sign that it's grasshopper season:
A whole pallet of grasshoppers: caught, cooked, and ready to be sold.
Which he then brought home for his family!
The kids were very excited.
To be honest, these were boiled, so we didn't enjoy them as much as we did the FRIED grasshoppers we had a couple years ago. Even our Hausa friends agreed that fried are "more delightful" than boiled, but since they LOVE them either way, we gave the rest of the bag to them, and they were gone in seconds. Everyone was happy. But who wouldn't be?! It's GRASSHOPPER TIME!
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