Wednesday, May 30, 2012


We cannot figure out why there are so many black flies in our house.  Suddenly on Saturday, we noticed about 30 flies at the doors and windows.  Since Bill prefers chemicals to swatters, when we woke up Sunday there were about 25 flies on the floor - sleeping, as he likes to say.  Much like the little flattened animals on the road - to Bill they are "Sleeping".


Still there are a few rogue flies around the house.  We've never had them before, at least not like this.  Of course we have had a fly every now and again but never in party attendance.  Usually we have lady bugs, and a random wasp.  But we have seen neither this year.  It is a very odd bug year. 

Also, I haven't had one land on me to know whether or not they are the biting flies.  The year Lew and I were married, we went camping on 4th of July with his best man, Dave and wife Jan, at the base of Mount Katahdin in Baxter State Park, Maine.  As I was recovering from mono, I didn't go on the hike to the top of the mountain.  I hiked about 1/3 of the way up and returned to camp.  When Dave and Jan returned, they were covered with black fly bites.  They even got in her hair. {shiver}

It really was a beautiful campsite - by a lake.  But the black fly episode was enough to keep me from camping there again.

Mount Katahdin from the Camp across the lake.