11/13/2017

Walk right in, sit right down

Noticing trail improvements on both sides of Rowlett Creek this fall. Toyota USA volunteers mulched Caddo Trail and its branch trails in October.

First time in awhile I've walked on the other side of the creek, and very pleased to find much work done cutting and clearing to widen the trails. A nice seating option, too.



Daddy let your mind roll on.
Walk right in, sit right down
Daddy, let your mind roll on
Walk right in, sit right down
Daddy, let your mind roll on
Everybody's talkin' 'bout a new way of walkin'
Do you want to lose your mind?
Walk right in, sit right down
Daddy, let your mind roll on
Walk right in, sit right down
Baby, let your hair hang down
Walk right in, sit right down
Baby, let your hair hang down
Everybody's talkin' 'bout a new way of walkin'
Do you want to lose your mind?
Walk right in, sit right down
Baby, let your hair hang down
Walk right in, sit right down
Daddy, let
© 2014-2017 Nancy L. Ruder

11/06/2017

I spy with my little stye

Walked around the pond (approximately 1.1 miles) in the lovely early late afternoon light of autumn post-DST time change. The sky was grey with the incoming cold front, but a hint of gold shone through. With my good eye I could spy monarchs migrating high above the trees as Felecia always noticed. With my other eye I could spy mostly goo -- generic eye inflammation over-the-counter goo from CVS ($8.79).

Played a round of my favorite game, Bother The Hawk. The rules are simple. Stay on the trail. Get close enough to a hawk to provoke it to fly and settle a bit down the trail. Repeat as often as luck allows. Luck allowed two turns.

Birds had a more turns as I startled a few in the fuzzy-headed grasses along the bank, and then a great blue heron, already too far off to show in the photo. Walking got my head out of a book, but not my mind out of Glyn Maxwell's Drinks With Dead Poets, a fall term in an elective not-for-credit master poets class.  Loving it!


Don't want my invertebrate buddies to feel slighted.