Itch by misadventure!
Jul. 5th, 2009 02:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elfsOmaha suggested that we go and try and find the dead kestrel. This sounded like a wonderful idea. We tromped out into the backwoods, following a crude trail forged by our neighbor's backhoe, to get as close to the tall, bare tree as we could.
The trail toward the tree got rough; it hasn't been cleared in over a year. We brushed through some nasty undergrowth, and then I noticed it. My right arm was itching. My left hand too.
I'd forgotten that much of our back yard is covered in stinging nettle. Ouch! Omaha and I ran back to the house, quickly washed ourselves off, and applied the appropriate calomine and hydrocortizone. Damn, that sucks.
Ah, well. Other than that adventure, today has been much, much slower than yesterday's. Just taking care of the garden and doing a few chores. I am not going to work myself to death, not after yesterday. Today, we're just going to take it easy, have a few friends over this afternoon for a D&D game, and relax.
The trail toward the tree got rough; it hasn't been cleared in over a year. We brushed through some nasty undergrowth, and then I noticed it. My right arm was itching. My left hand too.
I'd forgotten that much of our back yard is covered in stinging nettle. Ouch! Omaha and I ran back to the house, quickly washed ourselves off, and applied the appropriate calomine and hydrocortizone. Damn, that sucks.
Ah, well. Other than that adventure, today has been much, much slower than yesterday's. Just taking care of the garden and doing a few chores. I am not going to work myself to death, not after yesterday. Today, we're just going to take it easy, have a few friends over this afternoon for a D&D game, and relax.
