Orlando has been experiencing a plague of Biblical proportions -- a hostile invasion of lovebugs. The following are the sights that confront me anytime I enter and exit my building.
There are so many of them, busy doing...er, whatever it is they do...everywhere. Anytime I pass through their own personal bedroom (read: the ENTIRE airspace surrounding the building), I feel the urge to hum something by Barry White to set the mood...
Of course, I couldn't resist snapping a few pictures.
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