It was hot and muggy, but beautiful as always. And very overgrown. I'm pleased that there's not much hemlock in our holler (I hate hemlock with a passion), but all the grass and weeds and vines were high. So, before supper I got out my 22" string mower and cut the trail on the hither shore of the Pishon. Then I went and soaked in the deep pool that was still left, though the springs are almost dry out yonder.
We built a fire and grilled venison and veggies. There was no garlic or onions on the meat, so Sassy got a full share with her supper. The poor darling was looking pretty puny, though she enjoyed being outdoors.
I got up early this morning. I was sitting outside by the firepit with my coffee while Sassy and Deanne slept in. Suddenly, a turkey gobbled nearby. An answering, "bark! bark!" came from inside the cabin, and Sassy rushed to the French doors to see what might have made such an interesting sound.
After breakfast, I cut the trail on the farther shore of the creek, as well as some other necessary mowing. Another soak in the pool, and then it was time to pack up. We got home before 2:00 p.m. Deanne went straight to bed (she's got some spring flux or something), Sassy hit the couch, and I'm catching up on the internet. Once I finish reading my daily webcomics, I'll get after the six cubic hectares of laundry awaiting my attention.
Favorite bathing hole
|Grillin' and chillin'
Venison steaks and veggies on skewers
Sassy by the fire
|Flow gently, sweet Pishon
Looking upstream from the crossing