Monday, May 22, 2006
weekend encounter report: summary
spent the weekend poking around under ash trees and thrashing around in old abandoned apple orchards looking for morels. didn't find one single morel. maybe still too cold. lots of rain lately but cold. a little warm weather following all the rain might bring em up.
photo at left lifted from HERE
spent some time in an old graveyard atop a small knoll with an orchard just beyond. 15 to 20 stones thereabouts. noted the inscriptions while i was at it (the ones that hadn't been erased by time and weather). 1823, 1842, 1881 were some of the expiration dates. several old stone foundations are still visible in the immediate vicinity and date back to the early/mid 1800s. more than likely the names on those stones belonged to some of the same people who built those foundations.
didn't have to flee any chigger-bit toothless hippies neither. guess they stayed put at home huddled around the smudge pot or busy trying to complete that Joan Baez jigsaw puzzel they been meaning to git to one of these rainy days.
luckily i wasn't attacked by any crazy animals either. although at one point i thought i sensed something sizing me up from a hole in a sinister looking dead tree trunk. probably a flicker. noted a small ramshackle farm on the way home which had 20-30 goats grazing along a rise in a pasture. could be Taliban i thought; so i'll report the global satellite position on that place to the department of homeland security on monday. gotta take that camera along next time.
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photo at left lifted from HERE
spent some time in an old graveyard atop a small knoll with an orchard just beyond. 15 to 20 stones thereabouts. noted the inscriptions while i was at it (the ones that hadn't been erased by time and weather). 1823, 1842, 1881 were some of the expiration dates. several old stone foundations are still visible in the immediate vicinity and date back to the early/mid 1800s. more than likely the names on those stones belonged to some of the same people who built those foundations.
didn't have to flee any chigger-bit toothless hippies neither. guess they stayed put at home huddled around the smudge pot or busy trying to complete that Joan Baez jigsaw puzzel they been meaning to git to one of these rainy days.
luckily i wasn't attacked by any crazy animals either. although at one point i thought i sensed something sizing me up from a hole in a sinister looking dead tree trunk. probably a flicker. noted a small ramshackle farm on the way home which had 20-30 goats grazing along a rise in a pasture. could be Taliban i thought; so i'll report the global satellite position on that place to the department of homeland security on monday. gotta take that camera along next time.
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