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Nature Again!


Another post for the nature lovers out there, though not as cute and touching as the last one.  I sat down yesterday evening to do some work, planning to grade some exams for my online classes and take care of a few other things, including posting to this blog.  But it was not to be.

On Saturday evening while I was working, I was disturbed by a number of little beetles flying around the lights in the ceiling fan in our bedroom.  There were enough to be annoying, but not more than that.  I killed about 30 of them.  Tiny little black things, maybe half a centimeter long on average, drawn to the light but also liking to hide, harmless as far as I can tell.

Sunday evening the same thing happened.  Not quite as many, though, maybe 15 or so.  Active again at the same time, after dark, mainly from about 9-11pm, then slowing down.  I was pleased there were fewer and figured that something had hatched and would scatter itself to the winds.

Something clearly did hatch, but it has not scattered itself to the winds.  Last night the same routine, starting around 9pm... except that this time they just kept coming and coming.  I spent close to two hours going after them and killed at least 200, maybe 300.  The brave little tailor (seven at a stroke) has nothing on me.

So I never did get around to posting.  Sorry to leave you all feeling abandoned.  Now I'm just waiting for someone from Orkin to call me back.  And wondering what the evening will bring!
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  1. EvaMay 29, 2020 at 7:39 PM

    Aber jetzt sind sie fast alle weg!

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  2. BitziusMay 29, 2020 at 8:01 PM

    Gott sei Dank! Besonders weil Orkin nie zurückgerufen hat!

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  3. EvaMay 29, 2020 at 8:08 PM

    Oh, Du hast sogar ein Foto!!!

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