As I’ve said, ankle bracelets can really be sexy. But if feet is your thing, there’s nothing like a healthy set of toes with nice nails:
Because we live in deep country, we do not face the suburban hassle about finding people to work for us… Those few who help us are our neighbors and friends; were it necessary, and were we able, we would as lief work for them. One of the happiest rewards of living where we do is the knowledge that we are part of a community. We know that if we were in trouble and able to holler loud enough, we could stand in the middle of the road and yell and in no time half the town would show up to help out. – from A Countryman’s Journal, Views of Life and Nature from a Maine Coastal Farm, by Roy Barrette
The movie images of Rambo slicing off leeches from his chest are so well known that after our daily swim, when I discovered what I thought was a teensy hemlock needle on my ankle, it was far too good a photo-op to pass up. I was hoping the delicate blade of the Nighthawk would be up to the task. Turns out, the leech told me it wasn’t a big fan of the 3-in-1 oil I keep on the blade.Yup, (sigh!) tough ol’ birds, Rambo ‘n me.
A new bizarre-o ring – a goat skull with long curling horns, très shaman-esque and the accessory for exploring weird stone sites and making moonlit fires. Definitely nothing for daily wear what with those long snagging horns. And it’s doesn’t have much meaning to me… unless you count it’s the prefect accoutrement for holding a stick with an organic, no-nitrites chicken sausage made over a fire.
The above is a real photo from National Geographic. It’s an immature hyena hiding from lions inside a dead elephant. If you’d rather see a hyena having a grand old time actually splashing, yes splashing and rolling inside a giraffe, (and who wouldn’t!) I posted the video a long ago but it’s worth a remindary chuckle if you’re upset about the few bugs on your porch or how your kitchen trash is starting to smell.