St Baudoin
Yesterday's weather: sun, warmth.....
I've got lumpy legs again. I hobbled over to collect up the last of the walnuts yesterday and some nasty biting things managed to get up the legs of my jeans and have a nice feast.
As I was scratching away this morning I thought to myself how they must have been rubbing their hands with glee as they saw me making my way gingerly through the ankle-deep horse chestnut leaves which are like a minefield to a person who has recently had seven stitches in the underside of her toe - those nasty conker shells are vicious little buggers just lying in wait for an unsuspecting foot or paw. I had wandered across the garden followed by Misty who took an age to get through horse chestnut hell and, unfortunately for her, by the time she caught up with me I realised that I would need a big basket so headed back to the house to collect it and back to the tree again. Misty got fed up at this point and took a detour to look for some mice or something.
I mentioned the other day that we have noticed lots of people under their walnut trees day after day collecting their crops. Most of the people we saw were not in the first, or even second, flush of youth and it is back-breaking work. Many of them must have been doing this every autumn since they were children since the majority of land is passed on down through families, and some must be well into their 70s or even 80s.
As I reflect on this I resolve not to complain about my back next time I go collecting for half and hour or so.
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Sounds as if you have been assaulted by the dreaded aoutat - harvest mites. Your local pharmacy can give you something for it, I had an excellent lotion called Ascabiol, which healed them quickly and stopped the itching.
On the other hand, it does taste horrible. I swallowed half a bottle in the dark one night, thinking I'd picked up the cough medicine. :-(
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