The heat had been oppressive for a good long time making poor old Winter Woman mighty miserable… and producing way too many, too big cucumbers in the garden. We designated Saturday as as Relish-Making Day (part 2). I put on a sun dress and sandals in hopes of staying cool during the preparations, cooking, and canning. To my delight, a weather-changing downpour ensued throughout the morning… clearing the air and lowering the temperatures.
The dogs had been so patient throughout the morning that we decided to give them an adventure while the jars of relish cooled. I was without adventure clothes, so Terry loaned me jeans, shirt, and socks… and my own old hiking boots which I forgot I had left at his house for just such occasions.
We headed down into the woods and started out on familar trails. We weren’t far into the woods before we saw some cool stuff… and I was glad I decided to bring the camera after all.
At some point, we took a turn that led us in a direction we had never hiked before and we found ourselves in a huge beaver meadow… the lush open meadow left after a beaver pond is abandoned. We followed the creek which because of the rain was overflowing its banks and making wonderful rushing water sounds. All along the way the wet-loving flowers were flourishing – taller this year than I have ever seen them.
There was also Boneset, but it hadn’t flowered yet – still just tight buds, but also very tall!
We weren’t sure where we were exactly… until we saw a picnic table… a familiar picnic table… from other wanders in these woods… We climbed up out of the former beaver pond to sit briefly and enjoy the view, before heading home again.
It was a gorgeous, perfect walk. Couldn’t have asked for anything better.
Oh! And I almost forgot! I saw the biggest grasshopper I think I’ve ever seen in these parts. He was gi-normous!
Advice for a pretty summer day: put on your adventure clothes and go exploring. Don’t worry about getting wet and muddy. That’s why they’re called adventure clothes!
Here is one of the beautiful scenes of the Beaver Meadow: