Even got me some new shoes today. The old ones are the best pair I ever had. Sole never split, body never detached from the sole. But that sole was getting paper thin, and there were enough holes in the tops that if I didn't wear socks I'd have gotten a toe tan. The new guys have some, er, big shoes to fill. Not sure yet whether to throw out the old ones or have them apply for social security.
And as we took a walk today, I thought of how the seasons are changing... and going flying past Scrappy and I. A lady who stopped to say hi with her two dogs told him, "You're an old one, aren't you?" So he is. We take a walk this afternoon, he comes home limping ( due to all the pulling he does when he smells something he thinks has passed by in, say, the last three days). We took a nap, gets up still gimpy. Eats dinner, goes out, comes back in, wants to play. Runs crazily around the room, enjoys having me try (and succeed, more often than not) hitting him with a pillow. Now the leg is "just fine", let's go for a walk.
Every day me and him could probably have a good talk about where the latest new ache/pain is. We have aged together the last two or three years, he and I. And the sad thing is knowing he will outpace me in that area very soon. One thing I do know, though- he'll never really admit to it. In his mind, he's a puppy- and in a way, I am too. I hate time. I hate change.
Shake head, lose melancholy, show some pictures.
|After two weeks of steel-hot haziness, the cooler weather makes everything look like it's in HD.|
|This is a new trail deer have cut through the woods.|
|After the rain, the creek's a bit cleaner.|
|"Damnit, I know something was here... gimme a minute..."|
|If aliens landed in the woods right now, they'd think the planet's dominant life form was robins.|
|We went to Scrappy's landing tonight. Since a fallen tree blocked the old path, some kids made a new one in order to party-by-the-river. A wonder there's a woods left.|
|Fortunately, the original landing somewhat cut off now, is still "pristine".|
|Decided to check out a week's progress on the trail building. About two hour's worth of leveling at this end. For this we had lane restrictions?|
|At the other end, at least we have some progress- looking like we're going to get a high walkway coming off the bridge.|
|Scrappy peeks at the river.|