god's little cows

My apartment is infested...

with ladybugs.

Huddled in the corner of my window, perched on glass, their little bodies create red constellations against the sunset's low burning glow.

Folklore throughout time and place says that Ladybugs are lucky charms. They ride to earth on bolts of lightning and fly away with your worries. A visit from them forecasts bountiful crops, pockets full of gold, and true love.

Lucky me!