Saturday's picture of the day. Everyone else got ticks on them in this field but I thought I had miraculously escaped tickless. Until this morning when I was sitting there with my zen guru therapist trying to avoid his searching and cogent comments and questions about why I am constantly at war with myself when a tick crawled down my arm. I threw it out the window and now I'm all eeped out trying to figure out where the hell it had been hiding for the past two days. Ah, Mondays. Sudden ticks.