It’s trying to bite me!

img_5469The wildlife gets more volatile as you move closer to the equator. I’m writing this with only what I have observed and no additional research. I thought I would clear that up early on. I was born and raised in the Midwest. I’ve lived in the country there just about as long as I lived in the city. The things we worry about most up there are the mosquitoes and the occasional spider bite. Perhaps even a bee sting would cause some to tremble. Depending on where you live, you may be more worried about getting shot than stung by a bee. To combat the mosquitoes, you just spray on a little OFF (trademark) and you are good for the day.

Whoo Child! Here in Georgia, everything is trying to bite you! I’m writing this because I just got home from an appointment. I stopped in my garden to look at the plants and I’m quite certain that I’ve been bitten no less than 8 times by various creepy crawlies. I noticed something I was trying to move in my raised bed and an ant bit me on the thumb and it stings like the dickens! You can be literally covered in ants back home and while it’s unpleasant, you are not getting stung. It stung me so hard that I can only pay minimal attention to my calves which were eaten up by who knows what.

It serves me right for not going inside and changing before I go into the garden. If you are a northerner that likes the outdoors. I hope you don’t think you are going to spray on a little OFF (trademark) and that’s it. You are going to need OFF (trademark), GET BACK, GET AWAY, DON’T TOUCH ME, I’VE GOT A GUN, two layers of clothing, boots and some wood ash.

At least I’m not further south where they have the gators and large snakes and everything is trying to kill you rather than just maim you a little. I’d never move to Louisiana or Florida. I just don’t think I would be equipped to survive in that type of environment. I had to have the class on how to not get hurt out here. If I had the good sense to stay in the house, I could possibly even survive in South America. But, I love the great outdoors. I can’t run around these days like I used to, but I can sit in my garden and observe. Apparently, I can also get bit and stung A LOT.

I was being conservative with the 8 times. It was more like 18. My husband and I went out to water one evening. We try to do that before it gets dark. My husband was doing a little weeding. Now I can’t even do a lot of that right now, but I thought I would at least pull weeds around two small plants. The light was starting to fail at this point and I was holding a tiny flashlight. If you know anything about bugs, you already know what happened. I was covered in OFF (trademark), so I thought I was ok. I may have been ok if I didn’t have that flashlight. As a matter of fact, I’m sure it would have been enough. A thousand tiny biting black bugs rushed right into my face. I wish I could have filmed my reaction. I’m quite sure it would have gone viral. Imagine my surprise. I thought I had come prepared. I guess not.

2 Replies to “It’s trying to bite me!”

  1. Hope it does not offend you to say I laughed quite a bit over the bug situation. I moved to Arkansas several decades ago from the dry, non-tornado, no in-laws Western U.S. (married an Arkie). Adjusting to the climate in these Southeastern states got me down. Took years to like Arkansas. Wrote poems about bugs, poison ivy, and humidity – AND about. mosquitos, chiggers, ticks! Takes a long time to adjust to the changes. I totally understand how you feel and am very sympathetic to your situation.

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    1. I’m not offended at all. It’s very comical in hindsight. It’s still fascinating right now. I was just taking pictures of the anthills last week, sending them to my brother.

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