Cameras are interesting things. With one big lens, we get a window on a world too fine for our optic nerves on a daily basis.
If a camera can give us this, think how a fly must see the world with all those lenses.
I wonder sometimes if the detail we miss by being big is just the tip of the iceberg. What else are we missing. Is there an entire social order just outside our comprehension? For a fly, every day is likely filled with travel, interesting smells, exotic meals, and busy diners.
Do they fly the same route? Do they have homes? Is home where you find your next meal?
And then I wonder. Do flies have personalities?
They might, you know. What about this guy? He looks interesting. He looks greedy. Look how he rubs his hands together. He might be the fly banker.
And this one. He might have talent.
I'll call him the Maestro.
And what about these guys?
Hanging out at the bar after the late shift.
Flies are just about as interesting as stinkhorns. Just about, anyway.