Yup, it's earwig season. I stood at the front door last night when I got home, pondering the most effective way of opening the door, crossing it's thresh-hold, but while doing so, having the least possible amount of earwigs dropping down on me. And seeing as how the door, door-frame, and surrounding territories were so liberally besprinkled with them, it boded no easy feat to perform. But, with much cunning, stealth, and death-defying bravery (and only one scream of repulsed terror!) I made it into the safety of my domicile.
They haunt me. They crawl on me. They hide in my clothes! They lie in wait inside of straws! Ah! The ugliness, the hideousness, the diabolical feel as they crawl across my foot! It puts me in mind of a comment my neighbor's mother said the other day after finding one doing just that...."and they aren't just normal size like where I come from! Why, they're so big you could put a saddle on them!" ![]()
Yup, it's pincher-bug season. Hope you are all enjoying this bevy of bugs more than I am!
Have a Happy Pincher-Bug Season day!

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