Saturday, May 19, 2018
Random Red Chair
Spent the day with BBC America trying to watch the wedding but not live. Finally realized I had time to run errands before the repeat performance at 2 pm. Library. Bookstore. Grocery store.
Library to return a book. Bookstore to buy a book. Grocery store for bagels, yogurt, fruit, toothpaste and on the way inside a little six pack of cherry tomato seedlings (that looked super healthy) Sun Sugar and a six pack of Yolo Bell Peppers. The ones at work didn't look healthy. It's very cold right now so the vegetable/flower wagon is back in the warm garage for the night. Must look up Yolo Peppers. New to me.
I'll transplant the little seedlings into slightly bigger pots tomorrow. Leave well enough alone for now. I added another chair drawing to the new journal and smudged the bead bowl with a watercolor crayon. Those will be appearing here as soon as I remind myself to take pictures.
I tried stringing beads for a bracelet and tied off and it all fell apart. Sigh. I think 6 year olds can successfully string beads. But not me. That's today's Random Thing.
G came in from pulling weed trees out of the bed behind the south garage wall. Two live ticks on him. More in the leaf litter we assume. It's going to be a really terrible season here in Maine regarding ticks. And so hard to kill them. We keep them in the "Tick Jar" with the lid shut tight. With no blood--they eventually die. We keep them in case one of our doctors wants to test the live tick for bacterial diseases (if we were to be bitten and get sick).
We will both spend the remainder of today thinking we have a tick crawling around on us.
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We are getting the ticks down here too, dh had them on him,we are checking ourselves constantly. You only have to mention ticks and I can feel them crawling on me.
There's nothing like a tick to give you the creepy crawlies. I pulled one off a kitten the other day and found one crawling on me earlier in the month after a cat brushed up against me. Yuck
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