Woke up this morning knowing everything would be ok with the world today. I have my beloved Black Bear beans back. Whoa … alliteration before a second espresso! I experimented with another brand of espresso and well … I’m a creature of habit. The other espresso was good but lacked the boldness and low acidity of my favourite bean. I love Muskoka Roastery. I should hit the company up for a sponsorship … I could babble all day about their beans. If they ship me a case of Black Bear, I’d dedicate Memoirs to them.
That’s their label up there. For a while I couldn’t find it in any stores and was forced to try different brands. Just not the same. I almost did a happy dance when I spotted it back on the shelf yesterday.
AND a bonus day on top of having my Black Bear back, I found this sauntering along the living room floor:
Lovely, isn’t he? I may be a complete and utter coward when it comes to spiders, but I have no fear when it comes to the rest of the bug kingdom. And he is gorgeous. Photo isn’t that great, but you can see some of his colouring. He even has a little fuzzy butt. The white hairs stick out a bit, which amazed me. I didn’t know beetles could have hairy bottoms. Unfortunately, I suspect he’s the one who’s been munching on my morning glory, making it look like a wholey mess.
For the record, he’s a Japanese beetle. I’ll have to do a bit of research and figure out a way to send them off to join the aphids. Given the aphid devastation my plants endured, I’ll take a wild guess and say Japanese beetles have zero interest in eating them. Why couldn’t I attract lady bugs?