I have begun to fear taking the trash out these days. Each time I approach the trash can I leave with a zillion teeny tiny bugs crawling up my feet and legs and biting me on their journey. I have no idea what these little critters are, but I dislike them immensely. I don't know why they have arrived at my trash can site, but you can be sure, I limit my visits there because of them, The first time I did not realize what was going on, I came back to my house, feeling like I had a few mosquito bites, but when I sat down at the computer, these bites keep happening. Swatting at my leg, I would feel a hard little grain, and brush it off. When I finally took a look, I saw tons of little critters swarming all over my legs, biting wherever they were. They are so quick, that the length of time it takes to stop, toss the trash in the bin, and put the lid on, they have begun their journey up my foot and then leg.
I have tried to figure out what they are, but can't find an image or description online. However, I did find - finally - the critter that was dashing across my car park about a year ago. I wondered what the heck it was, and now I know. It is some sort of furry caterpiller. It was about the size of a tennis ball, so not easily missed.
Ah, the joys of the tropics!
from the last few days in Canada and forward, you can join me in my thoughts and actions as I learn how to live in a country that I had not even known the exact location until Ryan was there a few years ago. Some days I have rants and other days I have adventures, but every day is a learning experience that I embrace and thank God I was given the opportunity to know and to be. I might even upload a picture of me in this place I now call home – for now.
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