This past week....
We got so dry once more. But that was good in a way as the farmers got most of their crops planted and I put off mowing the yard a few extra days.
I decided that a shaggy yard was okay since the price of gas was so high, I could mow it a bit less and not worry about how pretty it looked.
Now we are in a cycle of rain and rain and rain.
Friday night we had close to an inch of rain with some incredible lightening.
Saturday was supposed to get up to 83 F and be hot and icky. So after sunrise, the dogs and I took a 'field trip' to our creek. There was a dual purpose to it. I could do my daily check on the mules and get the dogs some exercise before it got hot.
I made one more discovery. Hannah loves, loves, loves water. She paws it, walks in it, jumps into it, and plays in it. If I toss a rock into the creek and it splashes, she pounces on the splash.
Our creek is not deep in places there might be pools of water about 6 inches deep, but that it is mostly about 3 inches of water that tumbles over the rocks.
Alas, the creek is full of weeds and grasses from years of dry summers. It used to be a nice rock bed that one could pick their way through. Not any longer.
This is a photo of the creek in 2019 before years of drought.
I've watched the valley change over the years.
I now fight through thigh high garlic mustard and in June, I stop going through the bottoms because of 5 foot tall parsnip plants. I have spent hours and hours clearing paths along the creek in my favorite spot.
The runoff from the fields around us drains into our valley and we get all the nasty weeds from our neighbor. The deer and other wild animals spread the seeds simply by walking through these patches.
Garlic mustard
The cattle from the two farms on either side of me are gone now and the lands around us have turned into 'wildness' and weeds.
However, I still go out and enjoy finding amazing plants and scenery. The dogs don't care about trails, weeds, or flowers. They enjoy the smells and adventure.
I have to assist Charlie through some of the places now as the plants are up knee high to me or thigh high. I used to take a corn knife and cut a trail through the difficult parts. I may have to do that again this summer.
This is part of the reason why I go to the Reserve or our county parks. The trails are mowed and we can walk on them.
But I do love our forest.
I'll keep exploring it as long as I can. The hillsides and upper forest have so many amazing things to see all year.
Maidenhair Fern
Golden Oyster Mushrooms
Reflections of the tree above in a small creek pond.













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