Sunset over Agawa Bay

When the sun’s last rays warm Agawa Bay,

the bugs attack without delay.

They make their way, prepared to stay

on a patch of skin, where they can win

to my chagrin, a forearm or a shin.

Mosquitoes take top billing, and black flies are willing

to make a killing from their drilling.

But I remain to snap a frame, and find it’s still fulfilling.

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