COOKIES
I am happy to announce my craving has been satisfied and I can now get back to manuscript revisions.
West Nile Virus and Spraying for Mosquitoes
I had to take a break yesterday afternoon and cover the important plants in my garden because the first of two sprayings for the nasty little mosquito that carries West Nile Virus was scheduled for last night. This annoying and dangerous creature has been super active in our part of the state this year. With lots of locals and visitors expected for a popular summer festival this weekend, and the upcoming crowds of bikers and spectators expected for this loop of the Pro Challenge later in August, the folks in charge of protecting our health and welfare made the decision to spray.
We're all pretty unhappy about the spray, but we'd be even more unhappy if one of us or our loved ones contracted a serious case of West Nile, a disease akin to St. Louis encephalitis.
RMFW Blog
Don't forget to check in at the Rocky Mountain Fiction Writers blog today for another installment of Karen Duvall's Talk to the Paw.
What are You Reading?
I'm enjoying Stuart Neville's Ratlines. What are you reading these days?
7 comments:
Your cookies look awesome!
Better spray than the virus. Scary it's in your area.
Pat - Oh, yum! Those cookies look amazing!
As to WNV, it's always hard to decide which is worse in those situations: the prevention or the disease. but sometimes you have to take some drastic measures, so to speak.
And I hope you're enjoying Ratlines. Neville has a lot of talent.
Alex, when I took the covers off my garden this morning, I went over to the lavender plants and checked for bees. Some folks worry so much about the pollinators, but in my yard, the bees were buzzing in the sun, doing their thing, and they looked fine.
Margot, they were pretty good. I had to pack them up and stick them in the freezer to get them out of sight. :D
It seems like there is always something around us, trying to do us in...
Those cookies looks SO DARN GOOD!
When I lived in Brighton, years ago, they would crop dust the fields at the end of our street. I always hated that and took the kids inside. Blech.
The cookies, however, look marvelous!
Sorry - can't get past the cookies - there are enough there to share. If I send you my address . . .
Pat, Julie, and Lizy -- Dear husband found the container I hid in the freezer. Cookies are disappearing fast.
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