Every spring, it's always SOMETHING with insects wanting inside. Ants, flies, spiders, stinkbugs...it's the price we pay for having an older house, I suppose.
I've escorted four bees out of the house in the last couple weeks and accidentally killed one (it zigged when I thought it would zag and I smushed it with the book I was using to try to shoo it out the door). Dad's let two bees out the last few days. I'm thinking they might have a nest somewhere on or near the porch but I can't see where they're coming from. Frankly, I'd rather deal with the ants, flies, spiders and stinkbugs. I love bees...as long as they're outside doing their thing and not divebombing me in my own house.
