Oct
13
2008
The Leaves They Are a-changing/Another Hike In The Woods
This afternoon I decided I should try to get out and get some photos of the changing leaves before it’s too late to chronicle this event. I love this time of year, things around here change so drastically and my does it happen quickly. It just seems that yesterday everything was green, albeit very dry which is a vast difference from only a few months ago when we were waiting for days and days for the flood waters to dissipate.
Of course my nosy doggies couldn’t be left home, they would have only barked and carried on to the point of awakening poor Chris who mind you was only going to sleep a few short hours before heading back in to work early for a class. So off we went into the forest for a hike.
Our driveway. Leaves change here first, I’m sure because they get more sunlight. This morning this was a war zone as walnuts were falling out of the trees aiming at our heads on the way up to the bus.
Our entrance into neverland the forest.
Tucker in his domain. He spends most of the day out in the forest barking at who knows what.
I saw him with his paws on this tree, standing on his hind legs barking at something. Sure wasn’t moving leaves as this tree is dead.
This is the floor to an old cabin that’s been gone for a very long time. I’m sure it was from sometime in the early 1900′s at least because some of the trees right up next to it are at least that old.
Wait for us Tucker, we I only have 2 legs and am quite a bit slower.
No way Hunni is going down the ravine. She’s much too fat curvaceous to make it back up.
Okay, maybe she’ll try it after all. “You’ll get yourself back up here, no way I’m dragging your butt sweet hiney back up”.
This is why Tucker barks, someone has decided to clear out some trees in order to build. Hmmm new neighbors.
There she goes again. This one’s even steeper than the last one.
Teeheehee, she’s trying to remember how she got down there in the first place.
Abby found something up in a tree.
Not too many flowers left.
I love these trees. They have character.
She made it all by herself. I’m very proud. She’s acting more like a “country dog” every day
