I don't know what they are but these cream colored little suckers were everywhere this morning--on our clothes, in our hair, in our ears... At least they're not biting like the tiny "flying jaws" we have around here. Bruce asked me, if I had to do it over, would I still want to walk to and from church through them? "Yes, sir," I answered. "When you weigh everything, bugs and all, the palm trees and ocean are the clear winners. Besides, we are human, hear us complain. So, it just gives us one more reason to grumble." Shame on us- well, me. Let's hear it for the bugs!
