Tag: Pumpkin Mountain

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…

1.32 Whiplash

Piling the leftovers back into the box (we made quite a dent, and to my supreme joy – I would have hom bow for breakfast!). Unfortunately, our cleanup gave Wood the opening he needed for his own investigations… Wood (indignation coloring his tone): “Morticia! You…

1.31 Moving, Maps and Bad News

After nosing thru the dredges of the take-out boxes, hoping against hope I would find neglected pork filled hom bow amongst them, I remembered my earlier research. I waited until Sarah finished her rant on why she firmly believed no one under the age…

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