I
try to keep current with my blog posts – or else in the distant past.
Nevertheless, when I took the pictures off my camera, I discovered that I had some nice landscape photos taken last Thursday, Sept. 21, the last day of summer.
Mike had taken Bess and gone hunting. (The figure in the field in the above photo is Mike, and I think I see Bess, too.)
So Nellie and I decided to take our own walk/hike.
As
you can see, it was a brilliant afternoon with billowy white clouds. We headed
down the lane and into the draw. Nellie has become a creature of
habit and questions a deviation, but I convinced her we
should take a new route, i.e., not climb Plank’s Pitch. I don't think she minds the Pitch much, but I do. From the draw, we proceeded into the
gully, and Nellie enjoyed poking around in the grass
and under the trees while I climbed into the field. The landmarks were familiar
to us. We weren’t lost.
As
we circled down into the old Plank field, we were then on the other side of the gully. I stayed above while Nellie explored near the brush. She found a deer trail under some trees and bushes,
but surprisingly, she stopped and looked back at me as if to say, “Come down
here, please. I want to go into this brush but not without your presence.” So, she waited
patiently while I descended to her, and then she went into the brush to check it out. She didn’t stay there long, and we were once again on our way
around the field.
At
14, Nellie has her physical challenges, but she can still negotiate pretty well
in the field. Above, she takes the shortcut back to the lane.
This spectacular cloud appears to grow behind the house. Looking closely at the picture, you can see Nellie trotting back to the house through the field. She prefers the field
to the gravel in the road.
Predictably, as evening approached, a storm developed.
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