Thursday, May 24, 2012
There are so many joys of beachside living, and one of them isn't the sand fly.
I constantly amaze myself with my capacity for foolishness, despite my good education and barely deserved reputation for common sense, but there's no way I am so foolish that I will be sliding open those salt-crusted full-height glass doors for a second. I know that if these critters could speak they'd probably say: "Promise not to bite, mister" but I don't trust them for a moment. They're photo fodder, blog fodder but I'm not going to be their fodder!
Posted by Jamie at 9:21 AM