Last week, Connor and Mike picked blackberries and then came in to cool off. They were in the living room, and I was in the kitchen cooking supper. I heard Connor say, “A tick.” And I heard his pawpaw say he would kill it. Then, I hear Connor say, “Look. Baby ticks!” Then he said, “Get ’em off me!” He and his pawpaw were covered in seed ticks. (For those of you who are not familiar with these little critters, they look sortof like a poppy seed with legs, and are about half that size. Usually, there are several dozen or seemingly hundreds when you get them.) Pawpaw immediately located the duct tape (one of its main uses around here is for seed tick removal. They stick to the tape and even will pull off if they are already biting. This is one of Mike’s ideas, possibly one of the best he has ever had. He is such a McGyver! LOL). Country living. Gotta love it.