I hate mosquitoes

Trying to work in the yard in the summer in Alaska is to take your life in your hands. I'm talking about being sucked dry by mosquitoes. What I would not have given for a nice late frost to kill off most of the little cusses like it has at times in the past. I keep having to swat them away from my face and since I can't stand that greasy bug dope stuff or the smell of citronella candles, I just know that by the time I finish working in the yard my face is going to look like I am in desperate need of some sort of natural acne treatments thanks to all of the bites on my face.

I'm going to try setting up the beach sun dome thing my mom got for my dad, try to see if I can hide out in there away from the little blood suckers and still work on the computer outside without being sucked dry.