Friends invited us to sit with them on their deck overlooking College Creek yesterday afternoon.
They see all sorts of beautiful creatures in the shallows of the creek behind their home. I’ve been hearing about swans and wild turkeys, eagles, herons, turtles, and other four leggeds who snack on their garden.
So we sat in the shade and enjoyed the breeze blowing in from the water as we visited.
I went despite a sting on my right hand earned earlier in the day while trying to plant a Lantana in the wrong spot.
There was a nest of ground dwelling stinging insects right where I tried to dig. Probably yellow jackets, there was no apparent warning before the sharp pain in my hand. One stung, right through my gardening glove.
I’m never afraid of bees or wasps. In fact, I kept bees for several years once upon a time.
Always respectful of them, we generally coexist peacefully. And would have yesterday had I known of their nest in advance.
But, I heard their buzzing after the shooting pain; and dropped my spade and skedaddled into the house to assess what had happened.
The puncture was small, and the immediate pain mostly washed away under cold water and a poultice of baking soda, which draws out the venom.
I went out to finish what was in progress (well away from where I had been working) and to clean up. But, unlike with most stings, this pain just kept spreading.
It has been an interesting time since.
Our friends gave me ice for the hand, and Merlot for the spirit. An excellent prescription.
We had a good visit catching up with one another, while watching swans, lizards, fishing Osprey eagles and a beautiful Great Blue Heron.
They shared their little bit of heaven with me.
But my hand is still reacting to whatever venom chased me away from the underground nest of stinging creatures. It is swollen and sore. Not much good for typing at the moment.
And Benadryl, while helping the swelling in my hand, leaves the rest of me a bit foggy. Summer here often feels like an endless succession of bites and stings.
I was happy to hear the rain this morning, which meant the entire garden was watered nicely without any participation from me. And more is on the way.
I hope you enjoy these photos from Sunday afternoon along College Creek. And I hope your weekend was also spent with friends and loved ones doing the things you most enjoy.
Photos by Woodland Gnome 2014