American Bushman

"If you would not be forgotten as soon as you are dead, either write things worth reading or do things worth writing." —Benjamin Franklin

Thursday, September 21, 2006

This is my time of year

Cold mornings (40-degrees) cool days (65-degrees) and rain. The crisp morning air makes it hard to roll out of bed (or the sleeping bag) but, once out, activity begins briskly in an attempt to stay warm.

Get the fire going again, get the water on to boil, prepare the coffee, and begin the day in style.

Squirrels are running around gathering up nuts and berries for the winter, the chipmunks are doing the same, the geese are seen more on the ground than in the air or in the water...

Trees are starting to lose their leaves. The grass doesn't grow as quickly as it did just a month ago.

Great times are coming...

Thanks for reading,



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