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ZINNIA ATTACK

I just was out beheading my gorgeous zinnia bed and, forgetting that this is not my time to be there, got stung on the web between my little and fourth right hand fingers.

It has been ages since I have been stung! Shit. It hurts.

In the AM, the bees own the patch. They are gone later in the hot day.

I was interrupting their work.

My zinnias are incredible. Big, colorful, bushy. They are in the space left by the grapefruit tree we had to remove.

I did have the same nasturtium roots there for years. They are a perennial here if you keep them in some shade.

Without the citrus they burnt up.

The sting isn't bad. The pain has gone out of my fingers and is creeping up to my shoulder. I can actually feel it go.

I told John that if I passed out I would call him for help.

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