Things are Hopping Around Here

Dear Diary,

Late August is Grass Hopper Season here.  I find them on my backdoor, on the feeding table or, in this case, in the hole of the old stone horse tie-up in front.  They always remind me of a character from a Star Wars film.  When I went out to get the mail I discovered this little guy and, not having my camera with me, told him to hang on until I came back and he did.  This is my typical Hopper but I've added an extra of a different type as well as a back view of one on my door frame.