I just know it's going to be a fabulous day in the Valley. Sunny, warm, gentle breezes -- and lots of box elder bugs and asian beatles -- two of God's favorite methods of torturing us. Ever wonder what they think of us. I spray them with toxic chemicals, I sweep them away, I suck them up with the vac -- and they still keep coming.
Diva
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I often think I'm sure there is some kind of cosmic payback for killing bugs. I keep waiting for the axe to fall but I'm still here .
Have a great Monday.
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