Endless_Night
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So, yesterday I mucked through the nearly drained current pond space, including the thicket-y overhang at one end.
The heavy clay of the area makes this type of thing something of a precarious business. The clay sucks at and clings to the soles of rubber boots, making staying upright a challenge. I fell three times. Meaning I had to dump out water from my boots three times.
What made it even worse was the two pairs of socks required to keep my boots on even marginally got soaked.
The strange part is that last night my ankles started itching. There are all kinds of little insect bites.
What kind of insect lives in the water and can bite through two pairs of socks?
Ah, the mysteries of rural living.
The heavy clay of the area makes this type of thing something of a precarious business. The clay sucks at and clings to the soles of rubber boots, making staying upright a challenge. I fell three times. Meaning I had to dump out water from my boots three times.
What made it even worse was the two pairs of socks required to keep my boots on even marginally got soaked.
The strange part is that last night my ankles started itching. There are all kinds of little insect bites.
What kind of insect lives in the water and can bite through two pairs of socks?
Ah, the mysteries of rural living.

