So I have often claimed the Nature, the Great Outdoors means everything to me. Or something similar. It does, they do.
As long as the Great Outdoors stays outdoors, that is. At least if existing in great numbers of tiny, cute and lovely beings, which are not only pretty but also most wanted, at least in certain parts of the world.
I am talking ladybugs. Ladybirds. Ladybeetles. Guys like this one:
Yeeesss, I know it is cute, too! In its aposematic way. And so useful! But tell me; if they all of them decided to overwinter in your bedroom, wouldn’t you wonder whether you, perchance, do not tend to sleep with your mouth open?!? And whether they sleep while you sleep?!? And also: how will I know when their springtime arrives and they decide to spawn out lovely… larvae?
So they had to go. Though I am sure there are still some left. Mating away and sleeping is my guess. I’ll let you know should we be forced to open a small, private Ladybird Zoo in spring. Or would that be a Terrarium?