I have a fraught relationship with nature — and my trip last weekend to Point Reyes reminded me of this. It was beautiful there — fogbound, lots of deer, the rolling Marin Headlands, egrets and herons everywhere. And then, in the middle of a trek, I somehow disturbed a wasp’s nest. A bunch of them descended on me. I was stung about four times — and I had some sort of nasty histimine reaction, causing my ankle (and, really, my entire left leg) to swell up to frightening proportions. Still recovering from this. Keep a close watch for these nasty little beasties. (They are ruthless.)
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