Yesterday there was a winged daddy longlegs, or crane fly, in the bathroom basin. I needed to wash my hands, and sadly the fragile creature went down the plughole. Later I saw another above the shower fixture, and wondered whether it might be mourning for its mate.
This morning I saw it again (or maybe a different one) on the wall of the shower, and this also met a watery fate. They are so delicate I don’t think it would be possible to rescue them, especially when I’m trying to shower. Yet another was resting on the bathroom wall.
They don’t bite or do any harm I’m aware of. Apparently they are poor fliers with a tendency to wobble in unpredictable patterns when in flight. Once they become adults, most crane fly species (there are 600 in Aotearoa) live only to mate and die. I hope ‘my’ ones had a chance to mate before they drowned.
“Two crane flies died because of me
they’re just so delicate, you see.”