Just pictures- and a video.

Last night's twi-night walk led us to a buck and his two friends.

Don't let the light fool you.  It was getting dark, and I was playing with the various functions of the camera to get these.  How dark was it?  Well, by the time we entered the woods less than five minutes later...

I tried mightily to take a good moon picture. This was the best of them.



If you zoom on that little blue dot, it's Vega.

Today, the first part of our walk was a blur.  Without TMI, let's just say the one thing I like about all the socceristas is they require port-a-johns.  Afterwords, we played Scrappy's choice...


...and naturally, he chose to go down to the creek.

His next choice was to have me cross the creek on those stones.  Really?

Hey!  Don't be yanking me now!

Safe on the other side!  See what I walked across?

The first thing you run into on the far side is this enormous dirt mound...

...and you have to cross in this gap between it and a smaller mound.

A mainly-dry stream bed winds its way around the big mound to the creek.

Scrappy finds the deer's path into the retirement community yard.

After that, a rise takes you up into the remaining woods on the south-west side of the bridge.  As you can see, it's a little barren.

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Today, like most of the weekend, I'm feeling my years.  Emotionally, not so much physically.  A line from a song on the Beach Boys That's Why God Made The Radio hit me hard today:

You've been thinking 'bout some things we used to do
Thinking 'bout when life was still in front of you...

Of course I know you are getting sick of me talking about this album.  But where Pet Sounds incapsulated life coming out of teen age, this lp showcases life now that it's all behind you, desperately trying to hang on, to go back to a younger day, and at last releasing the old dreams to the sunset that is reality.  The last song captures where my soul is today.  I hope you will bear with me and listen...

Summer’s gone
Summer’s gone away
Gone away
With yesterday

Old friends have gone
They’ve gone their separate ways
Our dreams hold on
For those who still have more to say

Summer’s gone
Gone like yesterday
The nights grow cold
It’s time to go
I’m thinking maybe I’ll just stay

Another summer gone

Summer’s gone
It’s finally sinking in
One day begins
Another ends
I live them all and back again

Summer’s gone
I’m gonna sit and watch the waves
We laugh, we cry
We live then die
And dream about our yesterday....