I’m a Real Tick Magnet
This was the view from the back porch of our cabin near Hot Springs, Arkansas. Those woods are lovely, aren’t they? They totally sucked me in. Daddy suggested that the kids watch a movie in the cabin during our afternoon rest time. Oh no, I insisted. We need to walk on the trail through these lovely woods first. We’re tired, and it’s 95 degrees out, Dad persisted, with maddening rationality. […]
Flabby Brain 