Thank goodness for Google, that's all I can say.
I think they're Indian Meal Moths, and I'm not just saying that because they were in a bag of basmati rice from India.
Check out this web page with pictures o'pests
While he finished the curry, I started the cleaning. Fortunately, the bag was on the floor of the pantry and there were few other penetrable containers there.
But you know me, I tend to get philosophical about the most mundane things. These little tiny guys remind me that with all our "civilization," all our technology and science, we're still at the mercy of pantry bugs. Y'know, we can put a man on the moon...
And that, dear reader, was one of the things that I was trying to say in Darksome Thirst: technology, for all its beauty and gifts, has its limits.
What I'm Reading Now...
- The Historian by Elizabeth Kostova
- Page After Page by Heather Sellers
- How to Write Killer Fiction by Carolyn Wheat
What I've Finished Reading Recently...
- The Practical Writer Edited by Therese Eiben and Mary Gannon
- The Complete Idiot's Guide to Grammar and Style by Laurie E. Rozakis
- The Song of an Emerald Dove by Xanna Vinson
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