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Hoard of the Flies

30 July 2013

I posted a version of this last night on Instagram:


With the following caption:

What goes on behind those eyes? I wish he could tell me what he’s thinking. Sometimes I get the impression he knows the world better than I do.

Because it’s true. And because he looks very contemplative. The lighting is soft and direct, from the window. It’s meditative, and tranquil. I like this picture.

He really is contemplating something, but it’s not deep or mysterious.

It’s flies.

Somehow, several weeks ago, some slutty preggo fly made its way into our house and released a plague.

Every summer there are a few of those tiny kitchen ants, and we remember to be more diligent about wiping up every crumb. And our house is old, and there are creepy centipedes in the basement that occasionally get bold and make their way upstairs.

But flies


And they’re slow, lazy flies – maybe as a product of being born and raised in captivity. More than once I’ve tried to pick up what I thought was a dead fly on the carpet (with a paper towel), and the not-dead fly didn’t even move until I actually touched it. And even then, they let out a low, lazy zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz as they slowly float away, apparently completely annoyed at the inconvenience of sparing their own gross lives.

They gather at the windows. Probably to brag to the neighbors that they’ve taken over our house. And they’re stupid, so they get stuck behind the blinds.

The Meatball likes to stand against the back of the love-seat in his room to look out the window, and that morning he noticed the flies. Two or three of them would take turns dropping to the window sill, and then slowly make their way back up under the blinds gathered at the top third of the window. He was fascinated.

Flies 2

I was disgusted, but the light coming in the window was great.


crystalstine.meThere’s this adorable blogger named Crystal who hosts a little get-together on Tuesdays. Friends post their pretty pictures, and then tell the sometimes-no-so-pretty truth behind the scenes. It’s a good time. Clicky for more.

8 Comments leave one →
  1. 30 July 2013 8:27 AM

    There are no words to describe how beautiful this little boy is. Therefore, next time I see him, I will just cuddle him and tell him that I love him.

  2. 30 July 2013 10:26 AM

    He is super cute! I’m visiting from Behind the Scenes. Have a wonderful day!

  3. 30 July 2013 10:36 AM

    Awesome pictures…what a cutie pie. 🙂 Sorry he was fascinated with flies, but, as your neighbor, thank you for housing at least some of those disgusting creatures. Though we have our share, too. Agreed…UGH.

    • Lex permalink
      30 July 2013 6:46 PM

      Are they just bad in our neighborhood this year? Nasty. :p

  4. 30 July 2013 2:41 PM

    Love that intense face:) He is a cutie! Flies…not so fun!

    • Lex permalink
      30 July 2013 6:46 PM

      Aww, thanks. He gets really intensely focused on things sometimes, and it’s so cute. 🙂

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