The sulphurs are out in force on the Delaware. Not that I got to take
advantage of that information.

Saturday, on the first night without the baby at home (praised be the
inlaws), my wife and I went out to celebrate our anniversary. We rode
around the county in the Jeep with the top down. enjoying the
especially balmy weather. At lunch in New Hope, after a particularly
tasty reuben and a Helles lager at Truimph, Emily noticed the mayflies
stuck in spider webs. One had the excellent timing to land on the table
while I had the camera out. I took a few shots with a matchstick as a
size reference. I think a size 14 or so. I'll post in APBF as soon as
my home connection comes back online.

The real hatch pops at night. We were driving through the main street
after dinner (again, in New Hope - there are many eateries there and
every gustatory desire from plastic cup beer and wings to Dom Perignon
and creme-brulee can be satsified, sometimes at the same place) and the
swarm at a streetlight was gigantic. The pedestrians, some in their
night-on-the-town finery were ducking and running and in general making
unhappy noises about the swarm of bugs. I was perfectly enthralled
while watching, so much so that I missed the green light.

Since we were due to pick up the small boy from the inlaws the next
morning, I was unable to even wet a line.

Steve Cain