some recent work by my lady and I.
Crazy shit. That's all I can say at this point.
Ok. Good news first. I'm hopefully getting a few Phidippus otiosus mailed to me by a breeder, but not sure if he's willing to hold them for a few weeks for me. This will bring my spider count to 7, which is admittedly getting out of hand. We got a mate for Rosy the tarantula, a very rare true rose hair that is brilliantly colored a fire orange. He's quite the site and very friendly and active, we've been so busy we haven't gotten the chance to shoot him yet. Our first Gulf Fritillary butterfly made it to adult form, shots of him will be in this journal. Anna and I will be heading to Georgia in a few weeks to get some traveling and hiking under our belt, we are going to a gorgeous spot with mountainous views and many waterfalls, and many new species of arthropods to find and shoot.
I'm in between doctors appointments, and home from work sick. I had something happen to me that was frightening and very painful. I'm sure that most of my friends and family would flinch at me posting this story online, but I have to, so here we go.
A few mornings ago, I noticed that my lucky stick (you can figure out what that is) was rather itchy. Horror filled my mind as I scratched away. I then realized that something was amiss. I took a look, and saw a small black dot on the side of my lucky stick. It was so small (the spot, that is) that I couldn't make out what it was, but it itched like all hell. At this point I got the idea to get out my macro gear and take a photo to inspect this closer. So I did, and upon review I was shocked and frightened. It was a deer tick, with his head sunk deep into the side shaft of my lucky stick. No shit. After many four letter words I got the tweezers and pulled the little blood sucker from my magic stick. What the hell, first chicks, now ticks...
This was extremely painful. Seriously.
This stick is in recovery. Still quite irritated and bothersome. Ironically I got sick yesterday and became very queasy and feverish, and this has continued for the past 24 hours. So today I'm seeing doctors and will probably get tested for lymes disease, and tomorrow I will hopefully get back to normal. I do hate to miss work, especially because I'm preparing to go on vacation so my pay will be short enough.
Ticks are a common occurrence with us because we hike a lot, but one in this region is a first, and hopefully a last. You never know what could happen in that jungle and on those trails. If anyone knows Don in West Palm tell him to hold them jumpers for me till I get back from the mountains.
Be good, folks.