We were supposed to get hard frost here by late October. We still haven't gotten a hard frost. It's been raining here for days. That should have been some snow in there, the taste of winter. Some of this is not aesthetic. When the hard frost comes, the ticks die. They're gone for the next six months. I go for a walk in the woods every day and every day I find them crawling on me at night. Sometimes when I'm in bed, I scratch my hip and realize a tick has dug itself in. Hateful little buggers. The bites itch for weeks. And of course there's Lyme's to worry about. Hateful global warming.
