Con:
The twenty or so blackfly and mosquito bites currently competing for space on my right ankle. And that's just ONE ANKLE. You can imagine what my legs as a whole look like. (Hint: not pretty). Suffice it to say, there will be no public shorts or skirt wearing for awhile.
4 comments:
Sorry about the bites!
Oh no! I remember that about Maine, though I've only been there once as an adult.
I'm glad I'm missing black fly season. I remember that one year that I foolishly visited in May, and oh, did I ever regret it! Mosquitoes and black flies compete for my blood. I'd just as soon keep it all to myself, thank you very much.
Black Flies :-( I just finished the chapter on Sacajawea about those pesky black flies. They were awful in the 1800's and it sounds like they are still giving every body grief all these years later. If it is anything like is described in the novel, forget about me ever visiting during their season of joy :-)
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