This time last year I was complaining and worrying about yellow jackets.

This year, despite the April/May trapping of A LOT of queens- I figured I didn’t trap them all and percent-wise, etc – I thought we were in for another bad year, but NO yellow jackets. No Wasps, No nothing of the flying/stinging/biting sort of insect.

I have been sitting on the front porch with a sweet beverage and/or a snack and have not been bothered by any flying thing.

Same with a chair on Beardog point.

Every day this happens, I am grateful.

Last year, it was buzzy EVERYWHERE.

This year, we sit, we walk and it is “normal”.

HOO- RAH!!!

But, I cannot believe it is the last week of July.

And then it will be August.

Last year August was difficult. Bob’s stuff and losing Bob.

I miss that darn Bob and have been dreaming about him.

Nothing to do but go forward.

And try to get to normal.