After a night of camp­ing, I’m home more than a day early. The unre­lent­ing rain and insects were enough for me to won­der whether it’s worth for­go­ing the com­forts of home (and rest, and clean­li­ness) for a few new sub­jects to photograph.

I now have sev­eral mos­quito bites on my body, about the size of my fist each. This is with­out any scratch­ing on my part, and they’re steadily grow­ing. My skin has always reacted badly to mos­quito bites. I’m pretty sure I’d have to turn down National Geographic if they ever offered me a job as a wildlife photographer.

hugs