Our Plague

I'm beginning to think we're living in the Old Testament. You know the part-- the part where God says to Moses, "Tell Aaron to stretch out his staff and gnats/frogs/flies/etc. will swarm their land."

Except we have these field crickets.

They're everywhere. They're in our garage, in our heating system, in our flowers, in our shoes... We've taught Jonah how to step on them so now we have cricket bodyparts everywhere too.

I guess that's what happens when you live in the middle of a cornfield-- literally.

According to my internet research, the first frost should immobilize them. I've never been so excited for snow.