Like this fallen tree, no doubt blown down by the winds in a recent storm, covered in bittersweet vines, with woodpecker feeding holes all over it.
Happy boys on the trail. (And Zoo Boy forging ahead instead of lagging behind!) They wanted to go even further than we did, but I was getting eaten alive by mosquitoes.
Zoo Boy told me that you can't completely hate mosquitoes, because they are food for a lot of wonderful birds. J muttered that he very well could and did completely hate mosquitoes.
Now, you know I love birds, but I tend to side with J on this one....
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I did "honest scrap" and mentioned love to see yours if you like to do it. :)
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