In 1988, the Sault was covered in tent caterpillars, which later turned into an unholy swarm of moths. We were picking them off our pizzas.
In 1988, the Sault was covered in tent caterpillars, which later turned into an unholy swarm of moths. We were picking them off our pizzas.
Comments
Rachel(Feb 24, 2011 @ 7:28 pm)
I remember that very well....it still gives me an uneasy feeling...the grass would "crunch" when you walked on it and when you opened your door they would drop on you.