Molly and I took a walk down to the river tonight and it was gorgeous. It was so beautiful that I was sorry I was alone and wished I could share it with someone. Since my favorite someone is sleeping, I thought I’d share it with you. Walk with us, would you?
You can always follow Molly, she knows the way. This is on a new trail that Luke made with the bush hog a couple of weekends back so we could ride the dirt bikes through the woods. It makes a good walking path, too! Can you smell the grapes? They’re everywhere and even though they’re evil and horrible invasive and killing the native trees, they smell really nice. Take a whiff.
When you first step out of the path and into the field out back, this is what you see. Can you believe I get to come here anytime I want? I wish we could see this from the house. There’s more dirt bike trails. Whee!
Peek over the riverbank – oops, don’t get too close! You might fall in. See that there? Damn beavers. I mean wow, a beaver dam. Admire the wonder of nature and the marvelous engineering of
those flat-tailed rats the fastidious beavers. We broke this dam apart a couple of weeks ago and those rats the beavers built it back up again. Before you get angry at me for undoing the work of those buck-toothed jerks the beavers, do you know why beavers build dams? Because they don’t like the sound of the running water. Think about that for a minute. Why don’t they just settle somewhere else?! I don’t like the sound of route 6 but you haven’t seen me out there dropping trees across the lanes. Anyhoo… turn around. Isn’t this pretty?
Yes, I agree. Molly does, too. She sat and admired it for a while. OK, moving on now, peek over the bank here. There’s a tree leaning into the water and you never know what might have gotten caught in the roots. See anything interesting?
Among our finds here there has been a swing set, a beach chair, a port-o-let and several 2x4s. Nothing interesting today, though. Hay, look over by that field.
Get it? HAY? Actually it’s grass gone to seed, but it looks hay-ish. Ah-choo!
Well, time to head back up to the house. Thanks for sharing our walk with us. I think that counts as calories burned, go treat yourself to a ring ding.