I’m not a big fan of summer. As soon as the last snowstorm hits in May, I start counting the days until the next snow falls. It’s probably not something you hear a lot of people say here in northern Michigan, but I have my reasons.
First, I’m not crazy about the heat and humidity, both of which keep me away from my beloved trails at the north end. I would even risk seeing the guy naked there at this point, but it’s just too hot and buggy lately. I just ordered a mesh netting to get over my head and keep mosquitoes from chewing on me – we’ll see how it works. I’m basically covered in bites from spring until the first frost, and mosquitoes seem to be working overtime this summer.
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It’s especially disheartening that Tim and I can be in the same mosquito swarm, and they’ll all come after me, leaving him perfectly fine. If there is a single mosquito in the house, it will terrorize me.
Second, when we built our log house here on Bluff Road 25 years ago, we had no idea that all the bugs and creatures known to man would think it was THEIR log house. So, as soon as that last snowflake leaves the sky in the spring, everyone begins to invade our home – ants, bees, wasps, spiders, moths, birds and sometimes even mice.
Although in recent years mice have a tendency to settle their common in our cars, Tim urged Tim to install “trap lines” in every vehicle we own. Everything is fun and playful until you realize in the Meijer parking lot that you have been dragging an unwanted guest. I apologize to whoever had to empty the trash. When I got home, Tim wondered why I hadn’t saved the trap. No, just no.
(I had an expired picture of the mouse here, but Tim had me remove it. Click here if you want to see it.)
This summer, bees and ants have been exceptionally busy making comfortable homes within our log walls. Tim spent several days spraying the holes with insecticide and filling them with moss, only for the creatures to build new houses in the moss. A week later, it looks like they might get the hint. I’m sure our walls are now home to a great cemetery of ants and bees.
Honestly, I would rather have this guy, who was also recently kicked out…
This week, we decided to finally pull the shower out of our downstairs bathroom. It was old and disgusting and there was water damage. I knew there were carpenter ants in the walls behind, as I’ve been spraying them since spring. I didn’t know how many there were until the shower came out.
Again we sprayed bug killer inside and chased a bunch of ants from the walls. We really enjoyed watching them crawl and collapse to the ground, reeling in circles until they die a miserable death. “Awww… are you having a bad day?” I like to say. “It’s about to get worse.”
This is what it looked like AFTER he took out a shovel full of ants. Fortunately, I was in town when it happened. Knowing how much I LOVE bugs, he stopped me at the door to warn me about the horrific crime scene. Some fell to their deaths through the drainage hole in the basement.
I have also sprayed outside the house all summer, but maybe it is time to call in the experts (an exterminator). Especially since I just murdered a big spider in the living room. I could have sworn he chirped at me before he sent him to Boot Hill. Do spiders chirp?
And yes, I realize that all of you spiders have many redeeming qualities, but take note, if you are in my house you are going to die. I’m not taking you outside.
Is it still winter?