I do this nearly every day. I check the fences and walk back to the creek and make sure all is good. The mules are back in the forest that is above the creek. I kept thinking I should move them back out into the more open pasture with wicked weather on the way again.
The last two days were so muggy and hot.
The jewel weed hides ankle twisting mossy boulders and makes creek hiking a bit more complicated.
Charlie was a trooper, he likes to dig when I pause to look at things.
We found these on a log just above the creek bank.
The log was full of them in different stages, some totally withered.
This morning I left Charlie behind. I carried the pocket camera again just because the skies were overcast and threatening rain, though the radar showed the rain was moving east.
I decided to take a short cut through my west neighbor's pasture and follow his cow paths towards a spot that was easy to cross the barbed wire fence.
I saw something brown and assumed it was one of his cattle. But it wasn't.
I stood still for a long time and slowly pulled up the camera. It sucks at long distances, but that is what I had.
I like the silent shutter! She watched me.
Eventually another deer 'whistled' and she walked away.
The sun has come out and it is drippy muggy out. At least we get to see the sun again before the clouds move in tonight and more storms develop.
Another night with a quacking little black dog? We'll see!