Mosquitos love photographers who let them suck their blood if they've found an interesting motive: because real photographers certainly have the cojones to just ignore the pain caused by a mosquito if a photo is worth it.
But mosquitos even more love bikers who have a flat tyre to repair on their bicycle (which really don't leaves them with a free hand to swat the lousy buggers), which I had to do today just a few metres from this sight here, the oil port of Lobau:
(By the way, no, still no autumn crocus. I guess you'll just have to wait just a little bit longer.)
