Every 7 years our garden hosts an non fictional alien rebirthing sci-fi thriller event. Last time it happened I was still an alogue, so the pics either (a) didn't turn out or (b) weren't taken so as to save film. Nowadays I am soooo modern that I have a whiz bang digital camera and I can take lots and lots of pics and I just delete the ... OK, I'll move on.
I was pretty amazed at natures ability to pack things in tight. Plus, these things were popping out of the ground everywhere. My kids love to collect the empty shells so that I can secretly throw them out later. They won't go anywhere near a live one though.