I forgot to tell you that way back in August we had an invasion of ladybugs. Oh my. They climbed up and inside of our window screens and everyday (it seemed) I'd lift the screen in our kitchen and give gentle nudges to the ladybugs, sliding them back outside. I'd sit in our guest room and suddenly notice one on the glass inside, so I'd lower the top window, tap the ladybug into my hand, reach out and fling the ladybug into the air.
It's March now and I am still flinging ladybugs out my windows.
Wild! All winter we had ladybugs in our bathroom, our stairway and especially in our guest room. Some dead, but most still alive, though looking a rather faded, sickly-orange. And when I'd wave them into the frosty air, most just landed in the snow upon our porch roof with a tiny silent thud. Later I'd peek back out the window and they would be gone.
It's an odd feeling to share your home with ladybugs.
I wonder how it looks from our neighbors' houses to see a hand, an arm, reaching out from windows, tossing invisible things into the snow. Hmm.
Our ladybug invasion was part of the reason I so enjoyed the books, A Year on Ladybug Farm and At Home on Ladybug Farm. If you've read other books similar to these, please give me their titles, ok? I am so in the mood for more.
And too, if you've ever read a book or watched a movie because of my recommendation I would love to hear your feelings about it. Even if you hated it, please let me know (though be kind in your wording, ok?). ...smile...
Oh, and here's an interesting website for book lovers. It's called What Should I Read Next?. You plug in a favorite book title and it will give you a list of similar books. Well, ideally. so far it's been no help regarding books like the Ladybug Farm ones.