If we're going to work in the garden with any regularity, we all have to make peace with the rest of the critters who frequent the same spaces.
I plant extra herbs for the rabbits and didn't complain when they ate lots of my new lilies. I provide beer for the snails - oh, well, that's not so peaceful ... is it?
I have a mutual non-aggression agreement with Snicky Snake - the black snake who hangs around the front bed of hellebores, as well as the ribbon garter snake who spends the winters in my compost pile.
The are plenty of flowers for the bees and hummers, and I haven't run screaming from the yard in decades - you know, since i was about ten years old.
So, it came as a great surprise when I got nailed on Sunday while clearing debris among the day lilies. Have no idea whom or what I disturbed, but suddenly my arm was on fire and red welts were popping up from wrist to that area where some folks apparently have triceps. Lots of Benedryl spray and a couple of hours and it all went away - much ado about nothing. But clearly i invaded someone's space.
|Ok, so it doesn't look all that bad. But it burned like cigarettes on my arm! Seriously|
Sorry, whoever you are, I didn't mean to disturb! I'll be more careful next time.