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I believe I was visited by deer a while ago. It was still very dark, so I didn't actually see them, but my cat hopped on the windowsill when she heard noise outside. It was a rustling and tearing of leaves, and quite loud. It might have been raccoons, but could have been deer. I turned out my lights and tried to sneak a look through the window, but could see nothing. I then went out with the flashlight, but by then the yard was deserted. I heard what might have been the clop of a hoof on pavement at the end of the block. If the deer are going to visit, I wish they would come a bit later when the sky is turning light.

It hasn't cooled down much in the house tonight, and the coming night will probably be worse. I must get that attic fan replaced. Also, the recent rain seems to have diminished the jasmine's ability to produce scent. I catch only the faintest whiff of it now and then. The season is being much too strange. While I have seen butterflies by day, the nocturnal lepidoptera are conspicuous by their near-absence. I can leave the back porch light on for hours and it will attract but one or two moths. Perhaps there is an overabundance of night birds eating them all.

I wish the birds would eat the earwigs. The little fork-tailed crawlers have begun their annual invasion, and I found four of them at once in the kitchen. I don't mind crickets in the house, as they tend to confine themselves to dark corners out of the way of my feet. I don't mind the crane flies, as long as they don't decide to flutter over my monitor and distract me. I don't even mind most spiders, as long as they don't crawl on me or drop unexpectedly from the ceiling. But even though they are (as far as I know) harmless, I really dislike earwigs. There's just something creepy about them, and they are not at all shy about crawling right over me, or even right over a piece of bread while I am buttering it. Yes, one of them did that. I flicked the interloper into the sink and washed it down the drain. No escort to the outdoors for those bugs!

Date: 2004-05-14 07:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] annina-writes.livejournal.com
I've actually been pinched by an earwig, and it's not pleasant. When Chris washes a bug down the drain he calls it, "...introducing him to the joys of a seafaring life." ;-)

Odd...

Date: 2004-05-14 04:16 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
This is a totally random comment from the deadjournal user of the same name. Who screwed up entering her url into the browser and discovered your journal. Crazy.

Re: Livejournal DJ

Date: 2004-05-15 08:42 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
I am indeed real. I got my name from a play, actually. I was looking for a name, and I went into my room, and the sticker was on my bed and I was, like "Hey, that's a cool name" and then used it. the play was about all these neighbrs and they ended up falling through a hole in the floor and the second half was mostly aerial work on lines and stuff. It was cool. When/if I ever grab an LJ, it will be with a name I've started as a username almost exclusively. It's elven, and no far nobody's had the same one...

-Flying_blind DJ (Aka Kit/Aratarmaiel)

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