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Pesky Spring

         It's spring again. If I had not seen the daffodils and tulips, now gone, and the current azaleas and tree buds, I would know it's spring. Stink bugs have arrived. I don't know where they came from. I never saw them the first half of my life. In fact, I only recall seeing or hearing of them in the last ten years. They'll be here until fall.

         Then, we have tiny ants. They're everywhere. Bumble bees, carpenter bees, and hornets buzz around when we go out. Mosquitoes, I'm told, are out, but I haven't seen or heard them yet. I'm like a magnet to mosquitoes, so I don't want to notice them yet (or ever). Crickets are invading. The place is going buggy.

         And there is some larger creature, more like a groundhog, residing under our back shed. It won't belong before we get a few butterflies, and lots of other things, like the deer that eat our lilies and vegetables. Squirrels are a year round problem. They're just tree rats.

         The good has to have some bad with it I suppose. So this mixture of critters will arrive whether we like it or not.