A Fly??

Caution to Canadian Readers – The following post contains descriptions of actual warm conditions on January 13. Reader discretion is advised.

I just finished mucking the horse stalls. It is January 13, 70 degrees, and I saw a friggin fly! Yes friends a fly in the dead of winter. I do dislike flies immensely, but I was kind of glad to see the little fellow. You know why? Cause he’ll freeze his nasty little ass to death in few days! Haaaa, haaaa!

I thought of anther strange thing.

Isn’t it strange that if you dig up a grave that is a few to a few hundred years old then you are a grave robber.

Give that grave a few more years and you have a PhD in archeology and you are simply doing your job.