Nothing reminds me of the impending archery season like seeing the first flying termite. One yesterday and more today. What's next, flying carpenter ants?
It's coming!
M-Y
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I refuse to believe in superstition for fear it might bring me bad luck.
When they start drifting over the house and into my back yard the jay birds have a feast. Its fun to watch. And, yes, its a sign of the end of summer, like the smell of fresh cut wheat, and red vine maple. Its all coming. So much to do and so little time.
Mello-Yello
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