|During a recent gray afternoon I suggest a change of scenery|
in attempt to avoid the meltdown hour.
|My companion agrees & brings her carrot along.|
|Our guide meets us|
(with his gear in good order)
and agrees to show us around the place.
|He suggests our first stop:|
the down pine tree which always yields something interesting.
A quick dig under rotting bark produces a quartet of Tenebrionidae beetlesin a state similar to hibernation.
|Indigo inspects the goods.|
|A dried grass of note.|
|Further down the hillside the pears are found|
to be in bloom.
|My guide temporarily abandons his duties (and gear) when he spies|
a likely-looking climbing tree.
|And promptly shimmies up it.|
|Next, some exploring below the pond.|
|A large find below the dam produces enough deer bones|
to head back to the house for further inspection.
And we spy Daddy pulling in - time to eat.