It’s a Quiet Type of a Sunday
We have been sitting on the patio quite a bit today. Great weather for it. It gave us a chance to re-cap some of the events from the Riebe Cousin day. I will say, and Dennis agreed, it was a lively bunch of people to mingle with. No one stayed in a cluster. Share and share alike.
As we took a coffee break out on the patio, low and behold, we had activity. Earlier, the cicada wasps that had infiltrated a flower bed next to the southwest corner of the house. Little buggers had tunneled holes supposedly laying their eggs within the dirt nests. It was noted that since we had shoved moth balls and crushed moth balls into the holes, we had not noticed any at the flower bed.
Shucking darn. Today one of the cicada wasps buzzed me and landed on one of the lawn chairs carrying another bug. I got out the hornet spray and needless to say, after he dries out, he will be a crispy bug plus one. Not too long later, one buzzed Dennis and it flew right into the latticed base of the patio umbrella. The umbrella stand does sit over a small stump of an oak tree with quite a bit of dirt around it. When we looked, the pulverized dirt under the stand was actually working its way through the lattice and coming to the surface. They have been very busy. We sprayed into all the lattice crevasses. Time will tell.
What a gift it will be if we have a repeat of this day for some of next week. May you all find something to smile about each and ever day!