A Solid Wall of Bugs

Driving home tonight I was talking about how, when I was a kid, hitting the North Carolina line didn’t need a sign. Virginia sprayed. NC didn’t. It was a solid wall of bugs that you hit at the state line but I was distracted from my story by the sudden sound of rain…only it wasn’t, it was bugs. Driving through such gigantic swarms of them that it even LOOKED like rain. Creepy freaky funny weird.

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About Blue Eagle Dreamer

Shamanic High Priestess and facilitator of empowerment and healing circles for girls and women, including a monthly Red Tent Temple. BA in English, minor in anthropology. Waldorf homeschool mom. Reiki master, cranial sacral therapist, herbalist, menstruvist, feminist, epicurian.
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