Guests for dinner

Our friend Tom from Portage came over for dinner last night. It was a pleasant evening, so after we had everything set out on the dining room table, Tom and Tom went out to sit on the deck while we waited for the rice to finish. When I opened the door to let a cat out and to let them know the rice was done, they decided it was too nice to eat inside. So several trips later we had everything moved to the deck and were preparing to sit down.

Then Tom said the fatal magic words" "I don't think we have any bugs."

This summoned from the depths of the abyss under the deck a swarm of bees.

So back into the house with all the food -- accompanied by a few bees. After getting rid of them, we sat down to a nice meal.

Sigh!

Tom went out this morning and bombed the nest under the deck. It is gi-normomous, to use the technical term. We may hollow it out and make a guesthouse out of it.