As the kids celebrated the start of summer holiday with water gun play in the early evening. I decided to do some garden work. Mostly cutting down the by now meter high nettles that happily grow in the compost. In doing so I came under veritable attack by disturbed mosquitoes. So while I might have avoided the nettle sting, I got a dussin or more mosquito bites. If I have to choose, I prefer the itching to the burning. Both are part of summer.
Seeking a warm body’s blood
Just one drop will do