Over the past few days, I have reluctantly been removing all the liquids from Big Trill, knowing I won't be heading south any time soon. So sad. I really wish I was on my way. I hate the idea of being here in November when it's trying so hard to be winter, but can't quite manage it. Oh well, once the snow is here to stay, I will be happy again!
Here and there I have found lady bugs and cluster flies hiding in nooks and crannies, they too don't want to be here, but like me have no where to go.
At least I have an escape plan organized. They don't seem to have one as far as I could tell...
