Perils of the Forest
Later on back in the studio I was painting away on a small pine tree painting and had a bit of an itch on my arm. I looked down and there was a tick about to burrow into it. Luckily it fell on the floor (when I screamed) where I had difficulty crushing it to death with my shoe. Tough little things.
The perils of the forest.
Musing about mushrooms from my travel blog