Earlier today I discovered that my persistent headache and almost frozen neck appeared to be the result of—what else?—Lyme Disease. Oh joy! So I'm heading back to the pharmacy for yet another round of Doxycycline, which, because it makes me even more sun-sensitive than is typical, I'll have to avoid most of my natural history venues by day. But I figure that I'll start the antibiotic tonight and, one last time for the next two weeks, hit the sunlight trail. Since I knew the Bee Balm would be flowering in the Preston Nature Preserve meadows, I decided to head there. My target, besides the simply beauty of the place, was the clearwing moths that mimic hummingbirds, and no sooner did I wade into the fields, not having to worry about exposure to ticks since I was going to be on anti-tick-caused-ailments-meds, than I finally got my Hummingbird Moths. I hope they're still be waiting for me when I can return to the light in mid-August.