a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing
Showing posts with label rocks and walks and dogs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rocks and walks and dogs. Show all posts

Sunday, January 17, 2010

A Day In Heaven


It rained just enough this morning to take the rest of the snow with it.  I do not know the temperature but the day was beautiful.  Coats were not needed.  My oldest daughter and I headed to the creek to look for relics and pretty rocks.

Yoda followed every step.  I believe I shall call him a farm dog now.  He learned how to jump from rock to rock through the creek.  Yoda did not panic when I was out of sight, he did not cry when the creek was between us.  Yoda actually looked for a way across and did very well.

We followed the creek and enjoyed the morning.  Melissa found a perfect arrowhead in a wonderful color we had never found before.  As usual, we returned with a pocketful.  I think we both can say we have never seen an ugly rock.

We enjoyed the walk, the water, the weather and the fun of the search.  It could not have been a better day.

A beautiful day, a gift from heaven!

We had both daughters and all grandsons here today.  I have gobs of pictures so you will tire of my Sunday before I tire of telling about it.

WARNING:  More to come!

Thursday, September 24, 2009

The Farm Rocks!

I did no work today after work. Instead I decided to play. I wondered why most of our dogs are black and white.
My foster dog, Gypsy, is forcing me to walk every day! I do not quite trust her alone with the cats and chickens. Although we have had no problems, I do not leave her unattended and take her the other direction on walks.

Today I decided to cross the creek and climb what I call Rock Mountain and the guys call Terrapin Ridge. Rocks and trees, plenty of both to see.
Can you see a face?
One side of the mountain...I was coming down

The dogs all enjoyed the walk since it was new for Gypsy, she really ran a lot. Now she is worn out, sleeping at my feet.

The Border Collies and the Border Hound

We climbed Rock mountain and came down the other side to the Rock Gully, my favorite spot.

The dogs found a hidden pocket of water to cool off in the Rock Gully. There were a few spots left over from the last rain. There is no live water here but I believe years ago there may have been. It carries the rain now to the creek below.
I ran out of energy. My legs and arms scratched from briers, my batteries ran out and I was running out of daylight.

Football practice was over with and my hubby came looking, he said for the dogs but I know he was worried about me!

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