Meet the Calligrapha beetle, a true work of natural art. Belonging to the leaf beetle family (Chrysomelidae), these small insects are famous for their elegant, calligraphy-like wing patterns. Measuring only 9–12 millimeters long, their designs range from bold black and white contrasts to warm red tones, making each species uniquely beautiful.
Both the larvae and adults feed on plants, often specializing in just one host species. For instance, Calligrapha philadelphica depends almost entirely on dogwood plants. Their detailed markings and specialized diet highlight the incredible creativity of evolution — a reminder that nature is the finest artist of all.
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𝗗𝗿. Frank Mayfield was touring the Tewksbury Institute when, on his way out, he accidentally bumped into an elderly floor maid. To ease the awkwardness, Dr. Mayfield struck up a conversation.
“How long have you worked here?” he asked.
“I’ve worked here almost since the place opened,” she replied.
“What can you tell me about the history of this place?”
“I don’t think I can tell you much,” she said, “but I can show you something.”
She led him down to the basement beneath the oldest wing of the building and pointed to a small, rusted cell. “That’s the cage where they used to keep Annie Sullivan,” she said.
“Who’s Annie?”
The maid explained that Annie was a young girl brought there because she was considered incorrigible—wild, uncontrollable, impossible to manage. She bit, screamed, and threw her food. Doctors and nurses couldn’t even examine her.
“I was just a few years younger than Annie,” the maid continued. “I used to think, ‘I’d hate to be ...
