[ A small clear spot on the forest floor, filled with old, mostly flat, rusty cans. ] I found another can graveyard! Of course I got a bunch of small beauties pics on Woods Day, for all that it was a short one.
[ Loiosh, an orange tabby wearing a green harness, is flopped on a sleeping bag. Sun shines through the van windows behind him, lighting up his fur. He’s leaning on a box that once held laserjet toner. ] I took another walk last Sunday, close to the end of the day, as I usually do,
[ A view from the ground, looking up through tall Ponderosa pines. The sun barely peeps through a cluster of branches, and many of the needles are brightly lit. ] I spent some time just laying on the ground, looking up through the trees, & it was … it was just gorgeous. They shimmered as
[ Loiosh, an orange tabby, stands amidst a cluttered pile of branches from a fallen Ponderosa pine. Most of them are bigger around than he is, and he looks pretty small. ] We took a Woods Day on Sunday — it’s SO good being able to get outside more often! — & the boys found
[ Loiosh, an orange tabby wearing a green harness, is caught midstep on his way down from on top of a rock. ] I spent a lot of time working on faery home decor, so the boys kept themselves busy. Lotta sniffing stuff, lotta rolling in the dust, lotta napping. Loiosh went up about six
[ A small tree, trunk maybe three inches in diameter, arches across the path; Loiosh, an orange tabby wearing a green harness, stands just on this side, both forepaws on a fallen log. ] Okay it’s more a ‘slightly mysterious tree arch’ than a looking glass but that sounded better. I asked Loiosh if we
[ A tiny green plant, maybe an inch across, made up of several stems covered with weensy ferny leaves. ] It is spring! There is greenery!
[ Two tall Ponderosa trees rise near a stone fire circle. Behind the fire circle is my van. Loiosh, an orange tabby, sniffs at the ground beneath the trees. ] It’s always good to get out into the woods. Loiosh found a good spot to sniff, & stayed there for a WHILE.
[ A close view of a Ponderosa tree; the outer layers of bark are scorched black, but much of the black has broken away to show the orange-tan bark beneath. ] The fire here was older than the fire at the last place I looked. How much older? No idea. I’m still learning this stuff.