Also known as the common mosquito. This isn't typically something that you see in these parts at the end of January, but this afternoon while gathering eggs (it was a five-egg-day), I was buzzzzzzzed by one of these little blood suckers. I think he was nearly as surprised to be there as I was to see him.
We are having a bit of strange weather here. It got to nearly 50 degrees this afternoon, which is unheard of in midwinter. Everything is melting and dripping and turning into a sloppy mess. Poor Lucille Laverne doesn't even look like she got a bath this afternoon, which she did (a nice touchless one with the lemon-scented presoak). Chores took no time at all, as I didn't have to bang out a bit of ice from the water crocks. I hardly knew what to do with myself with my suddenly spare five minutes.
Winter, where are you? I think you forgot to come this year.