A Two-Mile Walk Around the Block
Tuesday Evening, June 2
We’ll turn left at the end of our driveway.
On the right are neat rows of newly-planted corn.
On the left is the alfalfa field that was cut the other week. It is already getting tall.
I love seeing patches of clover.
These weeds are pretty against the sky.
http://myhopeisinjesus.xanga.com/ and her husband along on this walk (via cyberspace). He said my “weed” is orchard grass. I love when people know this kind of stuff.
There are several cows in the meadow, but this is the only one I can see from this point of view.
It’s good I don’t have any little boys along, as there are lots of mud puddles – a result of the afternoon rain.
The scenery following my first right turn.
Facing south. Notice the pigeons in the foreground?
I zoomed in a bit so you can see them better.
Heading toward Denny and Karen’s farm.
Another broad view of the area
Water tastes good on a warm evening.
Denny and Karen (and dog) are relaxing on the porch.
I stopped to talk, and learned that Karen had rotator cuff surgery last summer – by the same surgeon Cerwin will have. They gave me an idea of what to expect.
We don’t see barn swallows at our house, so it’s fun to see them when I get close to neighboring barns.
The burrows are having an evening snack.
The third section of my walk around the block.
I’m about halfway home, and can see our house through the trees.
Nevin and Theda’s yard rocker.
Farra’s horses look pretty in the evening sun.
At the next place the Canada geese couples keep a sharp eye on me and their babies.
The miniature goats on the next property think I am going to feed them, and are quite noisy.
We’re at the end of this half-mile part of the block, and turn right again.
Approaching Eli and Sadie’s farm
I’m not sure what this is, but it has pretty white flowers.
Next day: I checked “spring wildflowers of Pennsylvania” and decided that it may be multiflora rose, a roadside wildflower.
Sadie’s clothesline
I could smell the honeysuckle as I got close to these blooms.
Wild strawberries bring back childhood memories of walks around this neighborhood.
A pretty entrance to a neighbor’s driveway.
It’s time to turn right one more time, and before long I am in our own yard.
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We’ll do this again before long. I love to walk on warm, spring evenings.































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