I am too blessed to be stressed …
I had thought about driving to Eden Valley
this morning, but decided to walk the dikes instead. I was still shook up from Wednesday’s
ordeal and didn’t want to chance a long drive.
I asked Trudy if she’d like to do the hike
with me, and she said she did.
So, we did :-D
No surprise: we all KNOW covid-19 hysteria and UNLAWFUL mandates is a politician’s game …
Dumbasses are not born – they are created by
a continual dribble of political twaddle designed to brainwash the weak minded.
The rest of us have matured … and aren’t
afraid to LIVE our lives.
We do not need anyone’s permission to live
our lives the way we choose.
Pacific Way Trail from 30th to Pennsylvania.
I met 4 more people from the Hike Club too:
Today’s walking companions: Linda, Leslie, Chere, & Amy: 2 live in the Park, here; 1 lives in Kelso, and 1 lives in Vader.
There is a new house going up on Old Pacific Highway …
The cottonwood trees were raining ‘cotton
snow’ down on us, but I am thankful and give all glory to Elohim that I did not
have to use my inhaler. My lungs acclimated to the fluffy stuff – though I did
struggle a little at times. But they didn’t get inflamed, or go into panic
mode. And the walk was enjoyable.
Cottonwood ‘snow’.
Me & Trudy. Trudy is a Godsend.
Trudy playing in the ‘snow’ ;-)
Property being cleared.
Linda spotted a baby turtle sunning itself on this fallen tree limb.
We saw mallard hens sunning themselves on a
sand bar; we also saw raccoon handprints in the mud along the slough bank –
I didn’t get a picture of those: they were very clear in the mud and looked
like tiny baby hand prints.
I saw this ‘No Trespassing’ sign, and wasn’t
sure what the poster was protesting. I saw, when I got home and zoomed the
picture … that it is a nest of some critter. It’s too high, and too dense to be
a duck nest.
So, I am still left wondering ;-)
We came to the end of the first part of the
3-part-Trail, where 38th Street intersects it; and decided to walk up
the hill for extra mileage, and to work the hamstring, quadriceps, and gluteus
maximus muscles.
Teasel: the root of this wild herb is medicinal.
Sea Holly thistle plant.
When we came back down the hill (which worked
the knee joints), we carefully walked the dike along the golf course – not because
we were hurting … but because this is the dangerous part of the hike.
The last 2 times I walked this section of the
Trail, was with Bob and our grandson 20 months ago; and Bob’s oldest sister,
Merry, a couple weeks ago. It really can be dangerous when golf balls are in
play.
A Great Blue Heron sitting in a tree.
Bob always liked seeing these big birds;
everytime I see one, Bob always comes to mind.
And I can still hear him telling me what it
is, in the Finnish language.
I never want to forget the sound of Bob's
voice.
Mr. handsome, posing for the ladies ;-)
Mr. handsome flying away …
Crossing 42nd Street, and
continuing the last section of the Trail behind Pennsylvania Street, we saw an interesting
looking duck – a quick moving deer … and another Great Blue Heron.
I had to look this duck up when I got back home.
It is a Black Swedish Duck; Warner Brother’s
designed their cartoon Daffy Duck character after this duck.
This duck is black with a white bib; a gray
bill, and reddish-brown legs. Not as drab as it sounds.
Bob always got a bang out of Daffy Duck :-D
You gotta look quick … for the fast leaping deer.
Another Great Blue Heron. The sloughs along all 3 dike trails were active with these big birds.
It was an enjoyable day: I shook some stress
off, walked some antsy energy off, and enjoyed some chit-chat.
I’m glad I stayed in town and did the hike
today :-D
L’Chiam! HAPPY SHABBAT!
