I went with Mariam's class on a field trip to the Shelburne Museum yesterday. It was supposed to rain proverbial cats and dogs all day long, but somehow, didn't end up raining at all and instead was unseasonably warm with occasional moments of bright sunshine. Apparently, the local ladybugs were as surprised as the rest of us, because they came out of hibernation for the day and were flying around in certifiable droves. Or swarms. Or whatever you call a large group of many, many ladybugs. There were so many in the air that if you just stood still, they would land all over your body. Which is a little strange, but actually fine as long as we're talking ladybugs and not yellowjackets or some such more devious beastie.