Murderous thoughts
Jul. 28th, 2005 09:29 pmCanadian insects bring out the worst in me. One day we walked through the woods of Parc de la Mauricie. Covered in anti-mosquito-stuff we were, except on my back because I was wearing a t-shirt. In the evening I went for a shower, turned around and noticed my bare back in the mirror: it was one mass of red spots where the bugs bit me – right through my clothes. No wonder I'd been scratching and scratching and scratching during our walk. The bugs mad emy pleasant walk though the woods into one hell of a back-scratching fest! Now I wish to kill them all, those miserable and highly agressive beasts.
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Date: 2005-07-28 03:27 pm (UTC)On another note, I hope yours was not the tiger mosquito. That one carries West Nile, then there is St. Louis encephilitis..... so if you feel sleepy.... ;~P
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Date: 2005-07-28 03:45 pm (UTC)I thought bringing the bf with me was enough -- whenever there's a mosquito he gets bitten and not me. But that day he was wearing a rucksack, so they all went for sweet Frances' blood. That was two weeks ago and I still have to bare the marks on my back. My dear grandmother (who's 92) told me that could be quite possible, for most of the bites were probably from horseflies or clegs and those bites last long.
We bought stuff made of citronella oil: an all natural product. When you put it on, people can smell you coming round the corner, but it's very effective.
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Date: 2005-07-28 03:57 pm (UTC)I always enjoy that time of year when the deerflies for some unknown reason will fly into our sliding glass doors and fall to the concrete stoop below, stunned. We have little blue-tail skinks (a small sleek lizard) that sit around just waiting to chow down on the deerflies!