It’s that time of year when flying termites descend by the thousands, chew off their wings and go in search of delicious wood to munch. These fellas thankfully got caught in a huge rainstorm that lasted for hours, pinning them by their wings. I woke up to drifts of them in places like these steps up to the garage. Kinda ghastly, but definitely oddball.
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Oh yuck. That would have totally freaked me out.
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It does, every year. One year I left pool lights on and the surface was totally covered with them.
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Yikes — I hope they didn’t find the food that is your house!
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I don’t have any wood in my house other than cabinets, cupboards, dining room table and three of the doors, but have lots of wood cupboards and drawers in the garage, which is what they were all near.
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And you know none of them are eating your house, right?
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Not my house because it is all brick, concrete and tile. Now my cabinets and doors are another matter!
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