We haven't looked them up yet so we don't know much about why they would gather this way. There are a couple hundred on the back and side walls. Nice they are an insect we can all love.
Besides the outdoor plumbing work in progress, there came today six guys (Aidan counted, one bald, two tall, one without a shirt, one real young and one with six-pack abs) in trucks and trailers loaded with split-rail fencing materials, and a fork-lift. Within hours posts were in the ground and rails going into place. A badly dehydrated Keoni was driven home from school to bed rest only to be serenaded with the "BRAAAPPP" of chain saws honing rails to fit the fence posts.
Keoni's recovery was commeasurate with the speed of the fence building. As soon as he was rehydrated and slept a little while he was back to his violin, then chores. He has the chickens and Harvey the turtle. Aidan has the dogs. Wendy the horse, house cats, goats, family desk work. I have my cat Toby, and Wendy and I the house and everything that is in it or goes on in it, including the fleas for which she vacuums and I mop daily. We both keep the laundry going on a daily basis, too. John has backup, and his paying job. There's lots more, but you get the picture.
The fence-building was amazing and probably the fastest thing that was ever done on this property.
There is wire fencing attaching to the split rails so the dogs will stay in the area. Or, that is the theory.
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| Toby not too bothered by the racket. He likes people and dogs. |
The boys are collaborating for a gig in the park in a couple of weeks...
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| The best room in the house. |
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