It has a good name, for I am sure that if a stick tried to walk, it could not do it more awkwardly.
See now, what it is doing, hanging by one foot from that twig.
How still it is.
Who would imagine, seeing it thus for the first time, that it was a living creature?
The walking sticks feed on leaves, and I suppose their queer shape and their color protect them from being eaten by birds.
A bird would have to be very close to a walking stick to tell it from a twig.
The female drops the eggs on the ground, and leaves them to hatch out and make their way in the world as best they can.
The young walking sticks look just like their parents, only of course they are very small, and they are green in color, like the leaves they eat.