Flew in out of the blue on scarlet wings and posed on a Sanseviaria trifacsciata. Early October, Tucson, Arizona.
Then he spun round and glared at me.
A face only a Mother could love.
Apparently these grasshoppers don't live too long. Found this one dead in the yard a few days later. Offered me the opportunity for further study.
A closer view.
Fortunately the insect was still supple enough to spread its wings a bit.