Thanks for that link, Oakleaf. The little buggers LOVE me. I got attacked once in D.C. after a hurricane went up the Potomac (making the swamp that is D.C. even swampier) and I had, I kid you not, 50 bites per leg. I was miserable for days. The other people I was with had just a few bites. My bites swell really badly too. I'm sort of phobic about them now.
Live with intention. Walk to the edge. Listen hard. Practice wellness. Play with abandon. Laugh. Choose with no regret. Continue to learn. Appreciate your friends. Do what you love. Live as if this is all there is.
--Mary Anne Radmacher