Arms swaying as I walked by the salt marshes this morning, my fingers served as paddles for those big, pesky greenhead flies. Some bugs can be controlled by certain smells or other repellents, but I haven’t yet found anything that keeps these aggressive creatures of God from being a nuisance. Over the years I have come to accept the things that cannot be changed and move on.
God in His wisdom
made the fly
And then forgot
to tell us why. ~Ogden Nash,
Bread for the Journey 