Friday, June 26, 2020

not last night but the night before...

in which our plucky heroine was bitten by something...

I am going to assume it was some kind of tiny spider, of which there are a vast number and variety here in the PNW, that found its way into my bedding when I foolishly plunked the dried laundry from the clothesline onto my bed to fold it two days ago. I woke up with two painful bites, (definitely not mosquito bites (which itch)), one on the side back of my neck, and one on my cheekbone. How do I know this, because I was worriting away at them in my sleep, and when I woke up the burning pain was very disturbing.

I did my best to not mess with the bites yesterday, other than gently dabbing on some Benadryl cream, and a couple of times holding an ice pack in place. The one on the back of my neck is slightly easier to ignore, there is more flesh to absorb any swelling. The one on my face has developed a blister, and is quite painful, and makes wearing a mask even less pleasant. I am going to watch it carefully, it isn't all red, so not likely infected, but it reminds me much of the painful blistered bites I got a year or two ago, that took forever to resolve.

Tonight, some friends reminded me that bentonite clay is of some use in dealing with spider and other insect bites, which I had forgotten. I do have a jar of the clay, fortunately, and will see if poulticing the bites is of any help.... and now the blistered area is oozing, so I am trying to create a bandaid from papertape so I can apply antibiotic ointment, (since regular bandaids pull my skin off).

~ 100 day creativity challenge - day 24 ~
just a little bit of garb refurbishment... her apron-dress now has brooches. I found a box of sequins, and stitched down with gold metallic thread, they give the effect of the iconic paired brooches. I also found her a necklace, made from a bit of plumbers chain. She may still get some additional bling, an embroidered forepart, and I think a Useful Satchel of holding would not be amiss...

the return of hot weather is a signal to my body to return to crepuscular biorhythm, since I am still attempting to go out for walks in the very early morning or late after sunset. Not always managing, but today I did almost three miles before it was too crowded outside for my comfort (and breakfast was necessary). If there were no pandemic, I would go full nocturnal, but currently there have been a number of days interrupted with a long midday siesta.

beauty in the time of isolation - day 97:
about a half mile away from here, someone is growing potatoes in their front yard and parking strip... these lovely purple flowers mean that the tubers will also be purple, if I am not mistaken.

Every day some weeds are removed from the backyard. I still need to fill the planter and get the zucchini outside. I have managed to keep the bok choy and the tomatoes alive and looking well.

June SMART goals (x=extra)
1 5½ pints rhubarb sauce apple tree pruned rotten beams
2 20 masks for Tulliaapples thinnedfrozen blueberries
3 2¾ pints blueberry sauceaphids soaped yard waste bin
4 3 half-pints bramble syrup peas harvested yard waste bin
5 turquoise linen pinaforepea plants pulled yard waste bin
6 2 more masks moar peas picked
recycle bin
7 tiny Nandina x -
8 Nandina shoes x x
9 Nandina overalls x x
10 x x x
11 x x x
12 x x x
13 x x x
14 x x x
15 x x x

today's gratitude - last year we managed to get cardboard and wood chips down covering about half the backyard, maybe a bit more, which makes it much easier to pull weeds out from that part. My goal had been to do the whole yard, but even as much as we did complete is helpful.


  1. Oh, yes, she needs a satchel. She is winsome and charming and arouses feeling in those who see she coming to life?

    1. Awww she is being a good housemate and a tiny bit of company to me in my isolation...