The other day Mr. G, Mr. B and I took a hike. Hiking in winter is ideal--no mosquitoes, stinging nettle, poison ivy or spiders (shudder). We can go anywhere we want with few obstacles blocking our path. Come on!
Snow drifts and silence cover the winter woods. We followed lots of tracks: raccoon, deer, squirrel, mouse, bird and rabbit. We found piles of scat and a raccoon's den. This tree is half dead and half alive. I call this portrait: "Anatomy of a Tree." Mr. B calls it "Tree Guts." I think his title is more apt.
The creek froze in layers, Mr. B explored the ice shelves along the bank.
It's a little treacherous getting down to the creek. Very slippery. We looked like sea otters sliding down!
You can't walk in the woods without a big stick. Speak softly and carry a big stick is a good motto out here. Big sticks are useful for fighting off bears, poking in holes or swatting your brother.
No, that's not Gilligan's Island up ahead--that's the hunting blind our neighbors' son built for Mr. T and Mr. D last fall. It's so well-built. Unfortunately it will not substitute for a tree house.
Here is the eagles' nest--it's the size of a small car. There's no way to give you an idea of how huge it is--other than to get closer. The eagles have been living here for several years.
Look at the size of that eagles' nest. The eagle standing guard flew away while I hiked up to the tree. By the time he flew back, my camera battery was dead. I'll have to work on an eagle stake-out so you can see how magnificent they are.
Spill it, reader. What's worth noting in your neck of the woods these days?
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