As many of you know, we live in a worker's cottage of a dairy farm. The cows graze on several pastures between our house and the share-farmer in the farmhouse at the other end. So, we only have them across the fence a few times during the year. When they are near and it's really hot, we get a few more flies than usual but nothing to write home about.
When I first got here, Hubby snickered at my mission to find fly swatters (as opposed to using fly spray) because that is what I was used to. And I noticed lots of different kinds of fly spray which, in my mind, contradicted the '100% pure' image of the country. But I digress...
My opinion of how to kill flies has drastically changed this last week or so when it was hotter than I have ever felt here. Without screens on the windows, we were inundated with the nasty buggers! And I guess they annoyed everybody else in Taranaki, too, since the fly spray shelves were totally empty in our regular grocery store!
I have sprayed and whacked more flies in the last week than I have the whole time I've been here! And I told myself, it can't stay like this forever--autumn will show up eventually.
During several attempts to clean up the fly corpses from the window sills and all over the carpet and fly crap from EVERYWHERE, it crossed my mind once or twice that flies were an excellent choice for a plague, especially without fly spray. I know the Egyptians survived, but it couldn't have been easy.
the ramblings of a woman who was transported from her comfort zone in the US Midwest to a different country and culture that shouldn't be so different, but is.
2/02/2018
1/13/2018
12/26/2017
Hubby's garden
At our house, I grow flowers and Hubby grows veggies.
These are his latest harvest--purple, green and white cauliflowers!
12/15/2017
Merry Christmas
Note to self: Do NOT say 'Happy Holidays' because they think you are asking them
about their next vacation!
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