Happy weekend, readers.
The last day of May beckons.
I just slapped a mosquito here in the house, ending its short buzzing life.
They rise in clouds in the woods, singing their blood-sucking songs. Barry thinks I exaggerate about the clouds but, yes, mosquitoes abound. Several years back I would watch them bite without killing, attempting for a mind-over-matter Zen compassion. Nowadays, you ‘skeetos better watch out.
It’s too bad because we need to plant more seeds in the garden today. Heather, I should have ordered the bug spray you suggested. Repel Lemon Eucalyptus Natural Insect Repellent.
Maybe that would help repel the wood ticks, too.
I walked in the woods two days ago, soaking a sneaker in a forest swamp. Had already tucked jogging pants into tall white socks–very attractive!–but eight wood ticks crawled upon the socks upon return to our woods home. Luckily, none latched on.
The cloud of mosquitoes hovered around my head, though, awaiting lunch.
Spring hath sprung! Leaves are leafin’ out all over…
The world gleams in shades of green.
Some days–like today–promise summer heat.
Other days–like next week–forecast much cooler.
Icebergs still float on the bays and tomorrow is June! We locals can’t help exclaiming.
I am not going to continue that wild & inspirational plan to possibly post a photo-a-day. That crazy blogging idea lasted about a week. My relationship with the camera is very strange. The only time I love photography is when the energy for taking photos zings. Most of the time it feels much more lackadaisical.
The idea of posting daily photos still appeals; the actual doing it isn’t as inspirational.
Any plans for your weekend? We had a lovely (although small) Book Club at Ruth’s house last night where we discussed The Kitchen House by Kathleen Grissom. Most of us liked the book–which is odd. We rarely agree on books. Today–garden planting and lawn mowing. Tonight, my buddy Susan and I are eating dinner together out on the town. Sunday? It’s anybody’s guess.