I, like the dummy I am, walked through to check on my butternut squash mounds, and to weed them out. My feet were in flip flops of all things.
Yes, the thistle gave me a rash, somewhat like the itchy burning rash you get from fire ants (only the blisters are filled with clear liquid). Oh, did it itch. To get rid of it I used what we typically use for poison ivy. Our milkweed is not up or visible yet.
That long moment in the heat turned out to be worthless. "Biker Man" turned into "Till Man" and instantly, my 6 mounds of organic/non-gmo honey butternut squash, turned into 1 mound.
Yes, I was mad the entire day. I went back and and replanted, but not enough I think. I told him, over and over, how many mounds were out there, and they were visible with large plants. It's getting too late, and lack of rain doesn't help. I planted two stakes at the edge of each mound this time.
Finger nail update:
I found my "before" photo of my fingernails, way back when I tried that tea for additional calcium.
On Sunday, on the hottest day, in the middle of the afternoon, this little guy showed up. He is white with tan coloring. A kitten. He showed up on the front porch. Directly at the door. I'm pretty sure he found his way to our house vs. dropped off. He was covered in burs and had 4-5 ticks on his head. He was so weak he could not hold himself up. He is very friendly, but he of course has fleas and whatnot, so he has to stay far from our house cats. Hands must be washed every time he's handled as well.
He's in our garage, with food and water, litter box, and a comfy place to sleep. Oh, and a fan on him to keep the heat off of him so he can eat, gain energy and recover.
He found the right house to be fed and given another chance. He won't be staying, but we are caring for him (or should I say our Vet-Tech in training is). He'll be be getting care at a facility that is a no-kill shelter in a few days. We were lucky to find one. Most have 3-4 month waiting lists.
I made one awesome frittata on Sunday morning. I'll share that another day. I need to go water every single thing outside. The thunderstorms skipped us. Again. We badly need rain. Badly.
I picked a small handful of wild black raspberries. We may not be canning jam this year.