I’d been wondering why I was lacking motivation for hitting the trails.  Finally, I understood…a cold was in-the-works.  Should have seen that coming as my husband suffered through one not long ago.  Anyway, I dragged myself outta the house and to The M.  It was later in the afternoon.  It took longer than usual to arrive at the top.  There could have birds chirping everywhere, but with all the huffing, puffing, and blowing my nose, it’d have to have been a stampeding herd of buffalo for me to hear it.

Oh, by the way, here’s a photo that belongs with my previous post…a photo of deer that can’t be seen…


Well, if you look reallllly carefully you’ll notice some shapes to the left of the most left evergreen on the top of the hill.  That’s them.  White-tails.  They’re plentiful around here as they are in so many places.  I could…

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