While Pamela and Dylan were here, Carl asked if they would like to go scorpion hunting. We had never done this, but had heard that it was possible to see scorpions along the back walls of our community, especially at the dog park. Carl had gotten a black light several years ago because that is supposed to be the way that you can see them, but then he decided he really didn't want to know if there were scorpions around -- if you don't see them, they don't exist, right?
Anyway, we decided it would be interesting to go look for them, so we drove the golf cart over to the back wall -- we didn't find any along the back wall, so we went to the dog park. There, we also were not having success, but we asked another resident (who was there with his dog), and he indicated that the part of the wall that would have been facing the sun as it was setting (and therefore warm) was thought to be the most reliable place to see them.
We went to that part of the wall... our black light flashlight seemed to be getting weaker and we were sorry we hadn't brought more batteries when suddenly...
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| ... there one was! |
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