Daylight softens
and my lens twitches
to follow the birds
into the brush
to a pond
where green water
ripples, exposes
the presence
of beaver,
slicing through algae.
I click. Success!
Later revel
in images,
red welts
raising on arms,
legs afire with itch.
(dVerse is back and celebrating 7 years with a quadrille, focus: itch)
Nature lures us into pretty but buggy placed..got it!😋
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Beaver’s beautiful!
No image of the bites? (I totally understand – I declined to post my chigger bites!) Guessing your bites are mosquitos or flies … Some things are worth being chewed on.
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too many to document. Some mosquito – not sure what the rest are. Pretty sure something got up my pant leg and tried to bite its way out. The beaver was a bonus though.
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I hope mosquitoes and not poison ivy!
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Ha! Just reread the title, not poison ivy!!
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No poison ivy – thank goodness.
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That’s for sure!
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I hope its not all that bad but great photo ~ Sometimes we go to such length to take a great shot and forget our pain and aches ~
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If the pictures were good it might be worth all that itching pain later.
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Gives me something else to think about, lol.
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“beaver,
slicing through algae.”
cool image
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Thank you.
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Wonderful picture and poem. I empathize with the bites!
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Thanks Sascha.
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You’re welcome! 🙂
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It’s okay. I just won’t approve it. All good.
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We often have to suffer for that elusive image!
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A good capture!
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Thank you. We were both surprised, I think, but I managed to snap before he disappeared.
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Yikes! I hope mosquitoes and not poison ivy!
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Mosquitos and something else, but not poison ivy, thank goodness
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oh yes….the joys of hiking in the woods, camping, enjoying nature……and then the swatting, itching, and marks of that joyful time that frustratingly, can stay with us for days! 🙂 Good one!
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Thanks, Lillian. Still itching, lol.
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When younger & more agile, I loved forest & stream, but it always seemed ironic that natural beauty came infested with biting insects.
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Ironic and a nuisance!
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A beautiful capture and quadrille, hope the itch soon went away :o)
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It was well worth it for the pics I gained.
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what a most wonderful image of the beaver! holy smokes!
but for the bites, and the inevitable itching, the never-ending scratching …. it would be worth it! follow the lens, scratch the itch, pay the price (oh those damn bugs) …
wonderful piece here … and I hope the itching and inflammation has calmed itself ….
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Thanks, Pat. I guess nothing ventured, nothing gained applies here. Still itching, lol.
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LOL – oh, I can totally relate …. I scratch beyond reason, and well, ’tis the season ….
may you find relief soon 🙂
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Wonderful photo and poem. Hope the itch stops soon!
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Thank you. It’s getting there.
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Amazing shot of a beaver…enjoyed your quadrille too!
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Thanks Lynn – it was such a prize catch.
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Sneaky buggers. It’s funny how we don’t always feel the bite when we’re distracted with life. A good thing though…the itch is bad enough. Enjoyed your quadrille and your photo was a nice reward!
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Thank you – they are sneaky.
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Very nice. Bzzz slap! Scratch
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Ha ha, thanks.
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