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R. Linda:
No, no, no beetles to speak of. I think it be a wee bit too cool up here in God's country for those. What we do have is snow flies not shoo flies. They appear like small pieces of mouse duty on the top of the snow. You find them in the woods mostly. In May we have the Mayfly which is a chigger type bug, it is black and swarms and will get in your eyes, nose, hair, and it isn't particular where it lands and what part of you it bites. After that, we have the mosquitos all summer because we live in a boggy state, yes there are pristine mountains, lush forests and a number of bogs to boggle your mind. Almost makes me think I be back home the number of bogs and lakes, and rivers. So lots and lots of mosquito pests. Then in July we have the territorial deer flies which are shaped like miniature stealth bombers and come at you at certain areas in your own yard. Places you think you have property rights, you find out quickly you do not. We wrap it up in August with the no-see-ums. These descend upon you unawares at dusk and yours truly looks pretty stupid out there fending them off. The first time me wife saw me out there dancing around the yard, she called 911 because she thought I was experiencing an epileptic fit.
Yes, it all sounds like the beginning to a Stephen King novel doesn't it? And why not? He lives the state above me and I be sure he's gotten lots of ideas from the wildlife that thrives in Northern New England. I am a man driven by wildlife I can tell you that. If me bird feeder is empty the birds descend on me back porch, chow down on the cats food and poo all over the deck. It is blackmail I tell ya. The differences between me and everyone else, is me wildlife has longer memories and really ARE out to get me.
I forgot to mention the crows that have recently replaced the big animals like the deer. These things are bigger than chickens, they scare the shite out of the cats. The cats won't go outside if the crows are out there.
Did I tell you I saw Stephen King at MacDonalds in the town over? Nice to know he's like everyone else and eats his share of junk food. I be off to shovel the deck of bird shite and the snow too!
Gabe
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R. Linda:
No, no, no beetles to speak of. I think it be a wee bit too cool up here in God's country for those. What we do have is snow flies not shoo flies. They appear like small pieces of mouse duty on the top of the snow. You find them in the woods mostly. In May we have the Mayfly which is a chigger type bug, it is black and swarms and will get in your eyes, nose, hair, and it isn't particular where it lands and what part of you it bites. After that, we have the mosquitos all summer because we live in a boggy state, yes there are pristine mountains, lush forests and a number of bogs to boggle your mind. Almost makes me think I be back home the number of bogs and lakes, and rivers. So lots and lots of mosquito pests. Then in July we have the territorial deer flies which are shaped like miniature stealth bombers and come at you at certain areas in your own yard. Places you think you have property rights, you find out quickly you do not. We wrap it up in August with the no-see-ums. These descend upon you unawares at dusk and yours truly looks pretty stupid out there fending them off. The first time me wife saw me out there dancing around the yard, she called 911 because she thought I was experiencing an epileptic fit.
Yes, it all sounds like the beginning to a Stephen King novel doesn't it? And why not? He lives the state above me and I be sure he's gotten lots of ideas from the wildlife that thrives in Northern New England. I am a man driven by wildlife I can tell you that. If me bird feeder is empty the birds descend on me back porch, chow down on the cats food and poo all over the deck. It is blackmail I tell ya. The differences between me and everyone else, is me wildlife has longer memories and really ARE out to get me.
I forgot to mention the crows that have recently replaced the big animals like the deer. These things are bigger than chickens, they scare the shite out of the cats. The cats won't go outside if the crows are out there.
Did I tell you I saw Stephen King at MacDonalds in the town over? Nice to know he's like everyone else and eats his share of junk food. I be off to shovel the deck of bird shite and the snow too!
Gabe
Copyright © 2006 All rights reserved
