Not Alone
It turns out, I am not alone in my outbreak of chigger bites. My friend Mike, who held the other side of the raft, walking through the reeds and brush into the lake, and not on the dock, called me last night to report a similar affliction.
The itching comes and goes. When it comes, it can come with a vengeance. It seems to erupt in furious irritation in the evening. I look forward to being done with this, as soon as possible. There is no treatment to stop it, just ways to tolerate the discomfort. I just need time to pass. Bring it on.
I distracted myself last night by manipulating some photos. While up at the lake over the weekend, I carried my camera out into the water, till I was neck-deep. Then I turned around, and while staying in one spot, took pictures of the shore line of our community. Last night I stitched together 5 of the images.
I have very limited experience with the process of stitching photos, but I don’t let that stop me. I struggled a bit, crashing my software several times, due to limited memory for the task I was trying to perform, but I will share the rough result I accomplished. I’m okay with the double images where they occur. The gist of the image, is a version of what the view is from one of my favorite places to be: neck-deep in the water of our lake-place getaway.
Relative Something 
Another victim heard from. Yes, I am even less alone in my plight than I thought. Now Cyndie has found 3 bites. She was giving in and scratching them, when she thought to ask if they looked like what I had. Yep, they do.
I was struck by how green the water appears when viewing with the trees as background, instead of the other way around, where it always reflects blue sky. This view sure flattens out the shoreline that actually wraps around on the right. Now I’m wondering what it would look like if I spent some time in a boat, always squaring myself with the shore, and then stitching those views together…
johnwhays
July 3, 2012 at 11:53 am
cool panorama!
My chigger-bites are fading away. But even last night one of the bites decided to “erupt in furious irritation”. It certainly appears to get much worse every time you give in and itch it. Thus, the key appears to be leaving the bites alone.
orbosphere
July 3, 2012 at 11:26 am