This week's harvest! :-) 

I always say bugs hate me -- but maybe that should be bugs love me? They love chasing me, swarming me, stinging me, biting me, sucking my blood, injecting me with toxins, giving me diseases. And I won't even kill them (unless they are eating my eggplant or cucumbers, but even at that, my methods of control are relatively benign). Fine -- hate me, love me, but they will not keep me inside.