Photo Courtesy Mosquitos seem to think I am their best friend. They follow me whenever I step outside and try their best to invite themselves into my house. I hate mosquitos. One five minute walk to the car renders at least twenty bites. Black flies, heard the news and swarmed to my house. Yeah, I was the main menu. I hate black flies. The bites last me twice as long as any other member of my family. Between the mosquitos and black fly bites I look like I have chicken pox. Shall we talk about deer flies and spiders? Oh yes. Every critter knows my first name. As I nursed my wounds this summer, I should have bought stock in hydrocortisone, my sweet Father in heaven gave me these verses: The cow and the bear shall graze; Their young ones shall lie down together; And the lion shall eat straw like the ox. 8 The nursing child shall play by the cobra’s hole, And the weaned child shall put his hand in the viper’s den. 9 They shall not...
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