So Thursday was my birthday. How old are you, you ask? Old enough that it's the same distance from my birth to 1900 as it is from my birth to now.... Jo-Anne, I know we're the same age, so how's that for a scary thought? Anyway, on my birthday...
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| Sun is just up... been a long time since we greeted the sun... |
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| The canal's path into Stony Run is getting deflected |
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| Wondering what they know that we don't that they're keeping the dam shut tight... |
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| Funny place to find someone's commencement speech |
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| Misty detected something near the creek, but we never saw it |
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| Misty decides we off-road... |
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| ...only result was my first mosquito kill of the year |
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| Staring contest ensued, doggie won |
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| My birthday lunch, Beer Barrel Pizza |
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| My food killed, Laurie's chicken only so-so |
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| The only interesting thing about our walk around Jefferson pointe |
And Laurie got me the best Birthday present! This beer, brewed on a somewhat limited basis by the same monks, with some breaks thanks to Napoleon and Hitler, since (supposedly) 1565, is rated on BeerAdvocate as #2 of it's type and #170 in the world. And number 1 on the list of 137 I've rated. I had one on my birthday; the other one awaits.
Friday I watched the NCAA softball tourney from noon till 10 PM. Obviously, not a pic day.
But, Saturday morning we finally beat the sun up...
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| A group of birds acting suspicious- betting it was crows picking over something's guts... |
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| I still say they should do a soccer game NOW... |
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| I had just finished a prayer thanking God for the beauty of nature, no matter what we saw, when she came strolling across the trail |
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| Seemingly not interested in crossing the canal to the woods, she actually started towards us... |
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| ...walked when we walked... |
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| ...and stopped when we stopped. |
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| Later, we approached the river, but with it so low, Misty chose as far a path away from it as she could manage... |
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| Must be a big soccer day. 0715 AM and already parking in the grass |
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Just about then, I felt God tell me, "Look in that patch, you can't miss it!" He was right, I couldn't.
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I should add about that, the last time I found a four leaf clover, after all the ones Scrappy and I found, was 2 weeks after he passed. I threw it away in anger and pain. This is the first one since that day.
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| Kitty demanding the pool be opened... mice only, though. |
