I am supposed to be resting, which, for the most part I have done since Thursday afternoon. However, the call of the grass, a call neglected for my jaunt last weekend, was too strong yesterday. So, I arose from my supine position to mow. By the time I was through, I had 97 mosquito bites on my legs. At least, I think they are mosquito bites. Today I discovered that, having been unable to resist the urge to scratch, apparently while sleeping, I now have 97 welts on my legs. I am, to say the least, most uncomfortable and have found resting difficult. Having slathered on the anti-itch gel, I am hoping for a better night's sleep tonight.