6 April 2008
On my way to a tick-tock clock
Posted by bryanc under: nature .
When I was a wee young’n my father started a game between us and my three brothers where we would keep track of the number of ticks we found on ourselves. It was a small push to get us outside in a time when Super Nintendo was slowly taking over our lives. In his punny way my dad said the winner of the tick game would get a clock - because it goes ‘tick tock.’
While I was helping separate our new horse Zim into his own corral I found a tick crawling up my neck looking for that warm area between my skull and my earlobe. My tick count begins.
