Early cold snap over, the warm (60 degrees) weather has come back, for the brief tease of heat before the chill of winter. The plants are hitting a short second growth spurt, and I was surprised by the return of our old friends the Ladybugs. These Ladybugs show up in the window of our master bathroom every spring. There are usually 12-15 of them, they crawl around the window sill, up and down the window, and occasionally fly around the room as I stay quietly seated.
These beautiful little beings have never shown themselves in this false spring before, so I was pleasantly surprised to see the three mixed up Ladybugs. Somehow their inner clock has also steered them wrong, tricking them into showing their pretty backs.
The Ladybugs only hang out in this one window; and I'm sure there is a nest of them, or hive, or whatever it is that their home is called, inside our southern facing wall. No harm, I hope, so I'm not about to find out, I enjoy my old friends, however brief their visit.
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Your poetic treatment of the ladybugs is fitting because they are tiny marvels—death to the aphids, our garden enemies.
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