Saved By the Beard

A couple of nights ago on my evening walk, as I was nearly finished, a yellow jacket stung me on the cheek (see red mark). I got lucky because my beard was longer, so it couldn’t get a good purchase and drill me deep. Still, I felt it. Yesterday, it looked like I had walked into an Ali right hook, very swollen, and it itched like crazy. It’s getting to be angry bug season, and we are ready for fall and cooler weather.