Tag: Pumpkin Mountain

1.40 What’s A Rizzo?

Sam’s earnest pronouncement threw both Wood and me. Wood: “The Pink Lady? Is Rizzo going to pop out of the trees and show us the worst thing she could do?”  Sam (perplexed): “What’s a Rizzo?” It took a beat for Sam’s question to sink in. Me…

Rose Gold

No need of rose colored glasses this evening! The sunset over the water was spectacular. Tomorrow, hopefully, I’ll tackle Pumpkin Mountain on my own.

1.38 The Dog House

Wood: “Seriously what were you thinking?”  Me (breathing better now): “Trying to meet you…see the top.” Right then my stomach, feeling an ally near, decided to let loose a loud protest of its own. The traitor.  Wood: “Have you eaten?” Me (trying not to look shifty): “Breakfast.” Wood…

1.37 Switchback

(My view while I ran up the trail.) The steady thrumming in my toes settled back into the familiar pins and needles sensation the farther from the glen I walked. No longer distracted by my digits and not hearing anyone calling my name (calling…

1.36 Where Did Indy Find The Grail?

(My very sophisticated tools and a random heart I found carved near the glade!) My friend’s voices evaporated away into silence quicker than I expected while following the invisible line thru the old growth. Fortunately, I didn’t need to venture very far outside of…

1.35 Something Wicked This Way Comes

(Bert after his impromptu swim, the wake from our boat setting off and the hidden dangers in the lake we noticed only after tying up the boat!) At seven am the five of us, and two hounds (Laney & Wood’s boys) assembled on the…

1.33 A Fox, A Goose and a Sack of Wheat

Seriously, my feet have not crossed the threshold of a garden shed in over twenty-ish years, and now I am sitting in my second in under a week.  My Uncle would be proud. While I can make an exception for Beatrice’s, I’d renamed it…