Another American Adventure: A sign of what's coming?

Tuesday, July 30, 2013

A sign of what's coming?

The weather continues to be delightful - cool mornings, mostly sunny days, not hot! We're starting to notice some coloring of leaves. Could this mean that summer is almost over?

I'm headed to KY for the weekend. Should have a lot of photos coming that are "out of the woods"!

Make-do bridge. Nice to finally have a way through the mud.

Jubilee is doing pretty well with her limited eyesight, though she falls off this bridge most every time we cross it.

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"In those first days, people said, a squirrel could run the long length of Pennsylvania without ever touching the ground. In those first days, the woods were white oak and chestnut, hickory, maple, sycamore, walnut, wild ash, wild plum, and white pine. The pine grew on the ridgetops where the mountains' lumpy spines stuck up and their skin was thinnest.

"The wilderness was uncanny, unknown. Benjamin Franklin had already invented his stove in Philadelphia by 1753, and Thomas Jefferson was a schoolboy in Virginia; French soldiers had been living in forts along Lake Erie for two generations. But west of the Alleghenies in western Pennsylvania, there was not even a settlement, not even a cabin. No Indians lived there, or even near there.

"Wild grapevines tangled the treetops and shut out the sun. Few songbirds lived in the deep woods. Bright Carolina parakeets - red, green, and yellow - nested in the dark forest. There were ravens then, too. Woodpeckers rattled the big trees' trunks, ruffed grouse whirred their tail feathers in the fall, and every long once in a while a nervous gang of empty-headed turkeys came hustling and kicking through the leaves - but no one heard any of this, no one at all."

Annie Dillard, An American Childhood.