**** Hoppers!

This time of year as I walk out to my shop the 'hoppers fly everywhere and I hear in my head the voice of the husband's grandmother, an intrepid Danish woman who farmed this land for many years "**** Hoppers". This one landed on my windshield upon returning home after picking up a new wide format printer...I took the shot knowing that my day would be consumed with setting it up and running calibration tests.