Cleaning The Garden Spring...

I don't remember when Dad rocked this spring basin but I do remember when a calf fell in.  Dad could not lift it up and out onto the high ground so he broke the front wall to save the calf.  No one ever built it back but we use it.  This is the second largest spring on our place and is used for garden irrigation, a cool drink as we go by and it ambles down the way to join the creek.

Before I began cleaning this spot there were honey suckles, briers and grape vines growing all along the sides.  It was difficult to get to so my self-assigned chore was clear the brambles.  I did good.  I only fell one time!

I forgot the water flow rate but Den can water his garden sufficiently without any loss of pressure or water.  I really don't need to know the rate as long as it's enough.

Here's the measure of my work.

Bonnie helped, too.

Another Tiny Job

Fence Row over grown

Plants removed some used elsewhere

Lil approves the new look

And the pile burns!

Getting Out and About...

I've been out of commission since Hubby's hospital gig but maybe I'm improving almost two months later.  I should be put down but can't find anyone to do it.

I decided even though it's been raining in great amounts and was still trying to rain that I needed some fresh air and some good ole get outside and feel good time.

Well, it was muddy.

I headed up hill

and the pack followed.

Found fresh deer "tracks"

and we explored some deep woods.

What I thought was going to be a rescue

turned into a treasure to keep...

a shell complete with bones!

About now I'm wondering why I chose this way to walk

I tried to capture a picture of the thorns I'm walking through

After emerging here

I discover I've lost my camera!!!

Sooooooooooooo....

I had to climb back up this nice slope

(mountain!)

I had slid down.

I'm thinking, Idiot! 

Total loss is not covered by warranty!

I put on my Daniel Boone eyes

and engage my Einstein brain

to try and track myself.

After what seemed a long time

I found it!

Laying where I had battled with briers.

Hubby was looking for me.

I'd been gone too long.

Bleeding and covered with ticks 

I was proud of my turtle treasure

and my tracking abilities.