This is a good time to be a tick with Lyme to share. You and I may bemoan the weirdness of the weather, but ticks love it.
As the world gets warmer and wetter, they’re partying. 10 years ago, in the wooded valley I call home, we had two distinct tick seasons — from mid-March to June, and a shorter burst in the autumn. Last year I picked up my first in early February and my dog had his last in November, and they continued without a break right through summer.