Getting my gear together on the table on the back deck. Yup, going out for a bit of fresh air.
Or what.....NO. The bug season opening the morning. Hundred of matting bugs, hungry bugs, biting bugs, and bugs who never got the lesson to leave the human alone.
I hate the mosquito who buzzes and bites you, yellow jacket who smells beer on your breathe (and being a bully, he is going to make a hobby of you).
We have these small black flying bug in the shape of a triangle. He won't bite you, joust buzz around your head till you kill him.
Butterflies are good bugs, and so are damsel and dragon flies rate an AA.
Green head Fly is the the King of the bugs. He lives near marsh land. For two weeks this nasty bug will make a grown man cry with his bite. Once they bite, they don't let go. Then they start sucking out your blood. At that point of time, the only option is to kill him and do it the first hit and don't miss.
Just saying.
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