I went for another walk yesterday. It was hard to force myself to get out there, but at least I was rewarded with a few floral favorites, like buttercups, violets, and wild geranium. The wild strawberry flowers were already gone. I wanted to poke around in the plants to see how the berries were coming along, but I didn’t dare. They were surrounded by poison ivy. Berries are yummy, but not worth the itchy rash, or the wrath of my Faithful Reader.<\/p>\n
Faithful Reader goes on the path for poison ivy. The WARpath, that is. He really hates that plant. If I were to bring home any of the oil, whether as a rash on my skin or a residue on my clothes, he’d probably divorce me.<\/p>\n
For myself, I don’t worry about poison ivy much. I’m not the only one. I chitchatted with a dog walker for a while yesterday. She kept walking along the very edge of the path, rubbing right up against the poison ivy leaves, so I warned her to be careful. She claimed to be one of the lucky 1\/50 people who has no allergy to it. I hope she’s right, because from what I’ve heard, everyone’s allergic but some people need to be exposed multiple times before their skin reacts.<\/p>\n
Though I don’t worry much about getting poison ivy rash, Faithful Reader’s obsession has caused me to be overly aware of the plant. Sometimes all I see as I walk are those shiny leaves, whereas once upon a time I hardly noticed them. It also keeps me from setting foot off the path, so I don’t get to explore as much as I’d like.<\/p>\n
I suppose sticking to the path right now is all for the best. Pregnant women who are nearing their due dates shouldn’t be roaming too far afield. I often wonder, though, as I pass by other walkers,\u00a0 if they think that I shouldn’t be out there at all. What am I supposed to do, sit around like a blob? It’s good to be outside and enjoying normal activities. I always bring my cell phone and the path never strays far from civilization. Just don’t tell my mother-in-law that I’ve been walking by myself. She doesn’t even seem to think I should drive a car by myself right now!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I went for another walk yesterday. It was hard to force myself to get out there, but at least I was rewarded with a few floral favorites, like buttercups, violets, and wild geranium. The wild strawberry flowers were already gone. … Continue reading