Tag Archives: trails
Day Sixty-one Footnotes Words and Photos
The temperature was warm, the skies were clear, and Bella was pleading in the ways that only a dog can. We were going to the mountain to go hiking. My first time wearing summer clothing, a back pack over my … Continue reading
Day 295; Footnotes about Footsteps Up The Mountain.
Bella (my dog) has been wanting to go to the mountain where we hike. If I dared to leave the house, she would glance toward the car as if asking, “this time?” no my sweet girl, not this time. My … Continue reading
Up on the Mountain, Photo Evidence
Day 217; Footnotes of On Top of the Mountain.
Ho Ho, Hi Ho, into the woods we go. I was sitting here day dreaming when I saw that the weather was going to be absolutely perfect for a hike. A good hike. A hike up the mountain hike. I … Continue reading
Day 116; Footnotes of Should Have, Could Have, Shouldn’t Have
I really had not planned on a trip to the mountain today. It wasn’t that I had other things planned, I didn’t. I had considered the hike, but not made any moves toward a decision. Then my son, took care … Continue reading
A Photo Journal to the Top of Crowder’s Mountain.
Day Forty; Footnotes of a Glorious Day.
I don’t know what the weather will be like tomorrow, but today was as near perfection as you can get. The sky was gloriously clear, the temperature just right for a mountain hike, and it is a weekday which means … Continue reading
January Twenty-fifth; Footnotes of I Really Need A Good Hike
I need a hike. I need one of those long, strolls through nature that soothes the soul and eases the spirit. Today’s weather obviously prevented that from happening today. Rain and fog are not a lot of fun to wander … Continue reading
January Nineteenth; Footnotes of a Learning Curve Along a New Trail
I’ve made mention many times that we are always learning something. Many times whether we want to, are seeking it, or not. I got handed several lessons today, and they pretty much covered the board. Now, as I sit … Continue reading
January Nineteenth; A New Trail, Mine and Yours
After my husband died and I began to face the reality that life had really, seriously, sadly changed, I knew I was going to need to adjust. I was facing a new trail. (At the time I called it my … Continue reading
Words from The Dirt Road 