all the rain has meant black flies, a hike along the beach meant we were under attack.
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When you do things from your soul you feel a river moving in you, a joy.
Rumi
From catching frogs to star gazing, baking to day tripping, jumping off the dock to story telling, homeschooling to adjusting to bears in the yard, each day is an adventure and an attempt to live soulfully. The real joy for me comes from doing it with my 'crew'; Elias (12yo), Ben (10yo), Aria (8yo), Shai (4yo) and my partner Chris.
Rumi
From catching frogs to star gazing, baking to day tripping, jumping off the dock to story telling, homeschooling to adjusting to bears in the yard, each day is an adventure and an attempt to live soulfully. The real joy for me comes from doing it with my 'crew'; Elias (12yo), Ben (10yo), Aria (8yo), Shai (4yo) and my partner Chris.
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4 comments:
oooooo! Poor sweetheart
we were bitten, too, on tuesday while relaxing at the wellington county art gallery. i pulled one of these little black bugs off pepper, saw the blood everywhere, and realized: Oh No, These are Blackflies!
too late.
we're all covered in bites. my first(s), i think.
It's the cooler, rainy weather apparently. Its the heat that kills them off, it has to be a few solid days of high temps. Alas still waiting on that!
one more comment on these buggers -
we were at the ROM today at their new biodiversity gallery with all the stuffed mammals and fish and lizards (and great interactive video terminals too, btw) and in the northern case, right next to the poor caribou, they had - get this - black fly larva specimens, preserved and all lined up, ready to do battle.
it's like i could hear the buzzing...
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