The Nipponese aerial attack has come to Fiddler's Crotch. The hungry, horny beetles are out in force, to the point where the Bloggah has abandoned the satisfying "clapper" method of disposal for the time-honored bucket of soapy water. I must say, there is considerable satisfaction in the application of an open-handed vertical chop that drops dozens of the lil buggers into the suds. Sometimes there is a "click" as one ricochets off the inside of the bucket.
Ain't it great to be retired and able to focus on those things that inform and delight?
I gotta teach Jonas these tricks, though our beetles seem to have gone missing with the last of the cherry crop. It might be the savage kitten double threat....
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