alaska tan

My arm after a session in the garden, all exposed skin was painted with smashed mosquitoes and my own blood. Thankfully I inherited a low level of mosquito bite reaction, so I don't get itchy, and the pests don't like me too much anyways. But they are there, and they won't let you forget it. And really the worst is the one mosquito that is in the house at night. All the hundreds that swarm during the evening around you outside don't hold a candle to the one that buzzes in your ear just as you fall asleep, promising to bite any flesh you dare stick out from under the blanket as you sleep.