Boy, I sure showed those wasps who’s boss!
The traps worked fine but not all the wasps took the bait. There are plenty of them left in the skip…waiting for me.
By coincidence, yesterday, there was a feature on the radio about wasps and their purpose in life. Yes, wasps have a purpose. It turns out they actually keep other pests at bay, like ants, flies, and moths. I kinda felt guilty (slightly) when I heard that.
It’s a pity they can’t tell a moth from a trucker.
I have to get this off my chest or I will explode;
Is it just me or do you find blogging about daily stuff extra hard these days? I am finding it really really hard.
The truth is I can’t get all the mayhem and killing out of my head. I have typed and deleted so many potential posts about Gaza, Ukraine, Ebola, various News channels with their spin.
I don’t like guns at all. I don’t like leaders who encourage young men and women to kill each other. Somebody should hand the leader a gun and say “After you. Lead us into battle.”
I wish all the soldiers of all the armies in the world would come to their senses and realise they are just pawns. Try a different job. Make the leaders duke it out between themselves.
Look at our hands, they are designed to create, not destroy. What sickens me is the way the gun designers have made gun handles contoured to fit perfectly into the human hand. Nice and snug. What kind of mind would design such a thing?
God designed our index finger for something other than a trigger.
Where did it all go wrong?
It took me two hours to find the right words, without taking sides. Two hours of typing and deleting and typing again. That picture above says it all about guns and bombs and armies and war.
God watch over their parents and give them strength.
Sorry. Had to get that off my chest.
Thank you for reading