@Pemerson,
Quote:Remembering, once making love in a small woods, no board or sheet. When I went to work from there, someone told me I had a pine needle in my hair. Sure enough, pulled back into a pony tail with my brown hair, was a brown pine needle. Good memory, that.
I've always liked to walk in the woods and have always been drawn to other people who like to walk in the woods, so yeah...I have memories like that too.
Once though we were in a field of tall grass and it was very pleasant until a few hours later when the whole back of my body from my neck all the way down to my ankles got these little red bumps and started itching.
So I asked my roommate to look at them and she started laughing and said, 'What have you been doing- lying naked on a nest of chiggers?
And me being from the urban north and having only recently come down to go to university in the rural south, I had no idea what chiggers were.
I found out the hard way that they're these bugs that live in the grass - and they bit the hell out of me - all the way down my body.
I'm surprised Lady Chatterley never had to deal with chigger bites.
Or maybe D.H. Lawrence figured including such practical and unpleasant details would put other potential Lady Chatterleys off.
A board on the ground in the woods might alleviate the problem of chiggers.
