"The artist knows he must be alone to create; the writer, to work out his thoughts; the musician, to compose; the saint, to pray. But women need solitude in order to find again the true essence of themselves." - Anne Morrow Lindbergh
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
These lovely bugs are called Dog Flies. I like to think of them as Vicious Human Biting Oh My God Did That HURT Flies. I'd like you all to know that I risked my life and body parts to get you these pictures. There was a lot of, well, dead meat left on the beaches during and after the red tides. Dead smelly fish meat = flies. Click on a picture and get it large and up close. You won't believe it.
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