I would have written about the fantastic hike we took this evening, but I just found a tick in my clothes.
The brain--it has ceased to function.
Doing laundry on hot. Hot!
This really was going to be a very lovely post with photos of wild turkeys and deer.
Shuddering, shuddering, shuddering.
Soon to be showering, showering, showering.
I really hate ticks.
Nah, all good! A BAD tick is one burrowed into your skin...Or worse than that...a leech!
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