When confronted with two evils,
a man will always choose the most attractive.
(the quince faded and yet in the summer’s dogdays, are now reving back up / Julie Cook / 2020)
With little to no time to tend to the yard as I would normally do this time of year…sadly,
surreally, this time of year has not been like previous times of year…
So having taken out the garbage the other evening, I glanced once again forlornly,
over to the ever-growing leggy quince, the fledgling maple trees,
and some stubborn resprouting crepe myrtles all dotting the back bank…
Disgusted by what I saw…weeds were thriving amongst that which was treasured.
Neglected entirely too long!
Is this not the current story of our lives?
The negative now flourishing amongst that which we hold dear because of our distractions,
our worries, our heaviness…
So I threw the trash in the bin and grabbed my clippers…enough already!!!!
I went over the quince first.
I wanted to hit the high spots…that obnoxious giant poke salat and those
annoying runners from the crepe myrtle that was cut down years ago and those shoots
from the maple trees…
but as I clipped and yanked with the ire and determination of a woman frustrated with
much more than aggravating weeds…something caught my eye…
Hidden amongst the quice was something rather unkind and most unwelcomed.
Or was it worse..was it the dreaded thunder wood?
I had already clipped and pulled, without my gloves mind you, several of these
“pesky” weeds, before realizing these pesky weeds were much more insidious than shoots,
runners or the blooming plants from random dropped seeds by passing birds.
I dropped my bundle of weeds, along with my clippers, practically running inside to immediately
wash my hands.
The next day I saw this:
Okay I thought, I have prescription cream for such…I’ve got this.
The day after that, two more spots on my shoulder.
Okay, more cream.
The day after that, after itching through much of the night, may we now times these
few red blistery spots by at least 100 that now currently cover my entire torso.
The doctor gave me a steroid shot today and a prednisone pack.
Did I mention the 6 or more hot flashes I’m already experiencing throughout the night
due to stopping the HRT?
Itching, hot flashes…
Insomnia is my middle name!
Don’t worry about that twitching eye, it’s trained on the madness raging all around us.
Yet in all of this, I was reminded that where we think beauty and peace reside,
where we believe calm and simplicity rest, our ancient nemesis does not sleep.
Remember this as you ponder the current madness ravaging our nation.
(Christ smashing the head of the serpent in the Garden / The Passion of the Christ)
Be sober-minded; be watchful.
Your adversary the devil prowls around like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour.
1 Peter 5:8
[…] evil lurks in a garden…humm…where have I heard that before? […]
Oh no! I was going to work on my garden a little today, because for a change the air is clean. Think I’ll try and come up with something else.
Just keep an eye out for the evil ones!!!
Ouch! Hope the steroid shot is working. 🙂
If not that it has revved up energy levels!!!
Do you know about jewelweed. Around here a couple of friends make jewelweed soap for such a time as when the evil plants pop up.
We all think I have a higher reaction than most to the urushiol oils in these plants— chemical warfare of the yard to be sure!🤣😂🌱
Oh no! There is a saying that If you didn’t have bad luck, you wouldn’t have any luck at all. I hope the shot works so you can get back to getting sleep at night.
I know right? 😂Gregory is telling to stay out of the yard— I told him that’s how I’ve gotten into the mess— need to be more diligent with my yard chores!!!🌸🌺
Ohhhhhh, Julie! I am so sorry for the nasty surprise and after-affects. Yuck!!! Praying the time passes quickly and as painless as possible.
I itch, therefore I am 🤣😂
Poison Ivy is Evil. I know. I found some in our back yard a few year back. Like you, I found it the hard way. I was lucky that it was only on my arms and legs since I’d planned to work there and had gloves on, but was in short sleeves and capri length pants. Next time I ventured near, double gloves, long sleeves and pants plus some weed killer. Have not seen it since.
Hope you feel better soon.
Hazmat for sure 🤣😂
This is such a good lesson. Miserable as you are, you know there is hope. Sins evil is so often dressed in flowers. Very appropos to the evil that lurks.
I’m glad you picked up on my lesson within a lesson—that was my hope 🙂
Smiles to you.
Back at you 🥰😍
I feel your pain…or itch. Me, my granddaughter and my great niece and nephew got into some meadow grass a couple weeks ago. We all ended up with a nice itchy rash which wouldn’t have been so bad but we were out in the sun all day which triggered a phytophotodermatitis reaction in us. Yeah. It’s a thing. I still have a few spots left but thankfully it wasn’t as bad as it could have been. God’s creation is wondrously made but sometimes a little hazardous. 🙂
Yes Mother Nature is long equipped to survive without us— God is wise!!!!! ☺️
Don’t much reaction to poison ivy. Just allergic to Caladryl Lotion.
Hope you heal quickly.
Steroids do a wonder 😉
Yikes are you healed from the poison ivy?
Oddly no— even after steroids – I’ll call the doctors tomorrow 😡