On the kitchen counter there are 18 fruit flies buzzing around a mega-pile of heirloom tomatoes we recently harvested from the garden. Instead of killing them (I've never really been the kind of lady who kills insects because I find them annoying or unsavory), I'm going to give them each a name and hope they will soon find their way out of the house.
Here are the names:
Florida, Sedge, Luke, Delanah, Simpy, Crog, Pulupa, Hal, Iggy, Hasbah, Alabay, Quacker, Olif, Wesley, Kendra, Justine, Revenue, and Barnyard.
