Flymageddon

Houseflies have invaded the hunting cabin.  It may be a result of the big blowdown that happened during a storm or it might be a fluke.  Doesn't really matter why, I guess.  Mom and Tom and Andi had been up to clean once before.  We all went up to do it again in preparation for hunting.  There were literally drifts of dead flies on the furniture, the floor, the beds.  Two shop vacs working hard got them cleaned up, but then we noticed flies gathering in the upper windows.  Very discouraging. 

Tom bug bombed again when we left.  Yuck.      

Sam got a new gun for hunting. 



 The landscape looks very different now that so many trees are gone.  It will be fun to see what grows up and how much it will change in the next few years. 

A flycatcher, not fly catching.  Actually, I think the poor bird was overwhelmed.