Once every few decades, nature reminds a city that it has never truly been tamed. Edmonton this summer finds itself host to a mosquito population fifteen times larger than last year's — the worst such surge in over forty years — born from a confluence of dormant egg banks, relentless rain, and the quiet arithmetic of ecological patience. The disruption is immediate, felt in bare store shelves and itching skin, but the deeper reckoning may unfold across seasons yet to come, as eggs laid this year wait in the soil for their own moment to rise.