DAY 12: FIRE ANTS…AND IMMORAL STATES

I had to plug into electricity last night because of the lack of sun powering my solar system. I ran a cord from the house across the lawn to the street where I am parked, to plug into my camper.

Well, industrious little stinging buggers climbed up the cord and infiltrated my space, including my bed. So I woke up last night when I felt stinging on my arms and legs.

To my horror, I saw hundreds if not thousands of ants crawling around. I spent from 2a.m. until 6a.m. hunting them down and killing them. I also spread all my baby powder around the door and almost every inch of the floor of my camper, behind shelves, fridge, under my beds, etc.

So I missed the action at the river today but helped box food in the afternoon.

We’re told 14 state governors have sent their state national guard out of their state & to the Texas border to assist with Texas breaking u.s.ofa. & international law preventing refugees from seeking asylum as well as preventing border patrol from doing their job.

These are the states thus far that have sent/are sending troops to “protect” our border in Texas from invasion…:

Arkansas, Florida, Idaho, Iowa, Nebraska, North Dakota, Ohio, Oklahoma, South Carolina, South Dakota, Tennessee, Virginia, West Virginia and Wyoming. Seven of these states are among the poorest in our nation. Hmmm

Who’d of thought we’d be down here at our border demanding border patrol be reinstated along the Texas border????

Can you tell what state’s national guard are in these boats?

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