It was gorgeous. We relaxed, we piddled, we talked. She had trouble sleeping and got up to fiddle with the firebox; meanwhile, I had a wonderful night's sleep. The ol' army mummy bag is the warmest thing I've ever snuggled up in. We came back this afternoon.
I took this picture Friday afternoon about 6:00 p.m., as the late afternoon sun was streaming into the steep valley of our little creek, the Pishon -- now swollen with Spring runoff. I had this creek worked on last Fall, and it's flowing beautifully.
|Spring comes to the Pishon valley
Deanne, Wilderstead 4-3-09
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