Thursday, July 19, 2018

Walk at Army Corps of Engineers Headquarters, Taylorsville Lake

I went back to one of my favorite walks for the first time since last fall.

DaRon, here's the dam from near the parking lot. The fishing I told you about is on the other side of the dam. Today there was not a single soul trying to fish.




I had the place to myself when I got there at 12:30 on a weekday. (It's usually more popular around lunch.)


Here's the trailhead.


This (these?) trail was built by a Scout as an Eagle project, and then later improved by another Eagle.


Most of the length of the trails don't have much distant view, just walking through woods.


This picnic spot in the middle of the Ridge Trail is new since I was there. I wouldn't mind a memorial like that.



In addition to the table, there's a sort of sideboard at the edge of the clearing.


Not too many flowers in the shade of the woods, but there were Black-eyed Susans.


I went down the Lakeside Trail to where I usually turn back, wanting a picture of the lake. I'd forgotten how little you can see when the leaves are on the trees.


So I went all the way to the bottom. This was the less steep side of the loop. You can see some water through the trees.


Finally, a more open view.


Now, instead of retracing my steps all the way back, I decided to tackle the steep end of the trail.


It's steeper than it looks. I had to stop and rest, panting, three times.
This is not trail, but it's looking back down towards the lake.


In case the pictures truly fail to do it justice, my phone's exercise application thought I had climbed twelve flights of stairs.

I have so many favorite places to walk, but this is a favorite favorite.

Friday, September 15, 2017

avoiding danger

Avoiding danger is not possible. Yesterday at lunch I reached for a banana on my kitchen counter and felt such sharp pain in my shoulder that if I had grasped the banana I would have dropped it. The kind of pain where you can't breathe. Since then I have tried to be very careful what I do with my left--dominant--arm. I have found no way to predict what particular movement will cause pain when.

If reaching for a banana can cause injury, there is no safety anywhere: something I already knew.

Thursday, September 1, 2016

End of summer getting closer

I walked the so-called Big Beech trail today (I've never seen a beech that's really big there--I'd call it the Many Beeches trail) for the third time since that part of the Louisville Loop opened. My troublesome foot is still content right now. Most of the two and a half miles I walked was soft surface; only about a mile was paved, the part to the trail and back from it. That's the part where all the wildflowers were, though, out in the sun and not in the woods. There was plenty of boneset in the woods, but the buds were barely showing any white.

I may have seen this one before, but I have no idea what it is.


The essence of late summer.

Ironweed.

I think this is sensitive plant. There was a lot of it.

Most of the goldenrod hadn't opened yet, but this had.

There was plenty of wild ageratum in patches. No, this isn't sideways. It's all reaching out of the shade.

Lots of color. In my yard, the goldenrod, which I should pull up since I'm allergic to it, but don't because it's so pretty and the pollen, unlike some, is heavy and doesn't travel far (such as into the house) is not at all ready to open, and most of the pokeweed berries have been harvested by the birds, so the only patch of color right now is the zinnias by the front steps. I cut some nearly every day.

This walk was so satisfying. The weather was perfect, sunny but not hot, with a mild breeze. I must make more of an effort to take walks that my foot will be happy with.

Thursday, February 19, 2015

some heat

Here's last summer's cayenne peppers, good and dry.


Here's my coffee grinder, nice and clean.


Here's the result, which ought to be about a year's supply, since I don't use much when it's homegrown and not aged on some grocery shelf.


And here's the very last pepper, that was green before the first frost when I spotted it and brought it indoors, where it has been very very slowly ripening, until I picked it today and hung it up to dry and await its turn in the coffee grinder.


Thursday, December 4, 2014

toy drive at work leads to nostalgia

This year our work is participating in a toy drive so I went out and bought new toys for the first time in thirty years or so. I found some amazingly cheap ones, fortunately.



The stick horse has a button you press to make him whinny. (No, don't ask yourself why I'm absolutely certain this stick horse is a gelding: my underbrain at work.)  I, of course, made my own horse noises for my stick horse (he was black, with a white star, and some white hair in his black mane, so his invisible feet probably had at least a few white socks) but I realized how few children nowadays have horses over the back fence to imitate. How sad.

I, on the other hand, had no plush dinosaurs at all. Also sad. This one is so very squishy, yet so RAWR! that I'm tempted to keep him. 

I had a lot of little metal cars, but no tanks. I had a toy tractor, though, and best of all, a fire engine that pumped real water through its hose. I hope that the unknown children who ultimately receive these have as much fun with them as I had with mine. 


Monday, November 24, 2014

walking the Big Beech trail

My latest walk covered more of the Louisville Loop, and got me off the bicycle friendly pavement


(which I appreciate more in wet weather.)

About half a mile of this from the parking lot to the Big Beech trail.

It was a very sunny day, which meant that when I took pictures with the iPod touch I could see absolutely nothing in the screen except my reflection, which led to lots of pictures like this:


This is a really pretty bridge, and I took lots of pictures of it, most of them with even better views of my fingers.


On the other side of the bridge, this structure stands. Is it a bike rack or an exercise device? Or both?

Here I'm looking back at the pavement after turning onto the trail I planned to take.


And forward into the woods.



I've always loved tree roots.


The trail went uphill quite quickly, but without being too challenging. That's the same creek the bridge crossed.




Roots. I managed to crop my finger out.



More roots.




And roots of light.


Lots of sky at the top of the hill.



The trail starts gently down.




Here I spent several frustrating minutes trying to get a picture of some wrens. I heard them, and I was so pleased when I actually spotted them. But the camera refused to see them. Somewhere on that downed tree is a wren, but in all five shots I can't find one, and there were actually two of them.


Even in the woods it was a bright day, but coming out onto the main trail there was So Much Sky.



I can't wait to go again.

Thursday, November 20, 2014

first snow

Luckily I have lots of dry wood inside.


My dwarf pine.



No birds were braving the feeder yet.


I didn't dig the Jeep out for the less than half a mile to work.


There's the tree that's lost two branches in a year. I do hope this isn't a very heavy snow.