Spent the last 2 days working on the chicken pen, digging out cinder blocks, moved and stacked 50 or so yesterday afternoon. My back is sore today, stiff and I’m more exhausted than usual.
So I went plant hunting, always makes me feel better… I intended to walk down a creek, down stream past the site of an old gristmill. I’ve never been in there. The creek was up a foot and muddy. It’s dangerous when it’s clear and the water is low. I passed… I was alone and over 2 miles from the nearest house, not worth the risk.
So I tried to find another way in there, further down stream… 2nd picture… past the tractor and the soybeans, past the tree line at the end of the field, is that same creek. I tromped through brush for an hour, didn’t even find a game trail into the creek. I did find a big doe. I walked up within 20ft of where she was bedded down. She stood and looked at me, had no inclination to run so I asked her if there was a trail to the creek. She ignored me and lay back down. Women!
I settled for harvesting some mtn mint for my clothes dryer.
View attachment 92502View attachment 92503