Sometimes I feel guilty posting here. I am always outdoors and always enjoy it. Even with the flooding last week.
It’s just not very exotic.
This is my office today.
It’s exploding into pink and red with the tulips popping out.
Since their kitchen was falling off their house down the embankment, we cut it off and built a new one. New foundation, twice as big, heated floor, custom cabinets, steel roof, attic storage and a new deck. And a P-32 in my jeans through all of it.
We went to the HayMarsh. My favorite place to tromp around and look for mushrooms. We didn’t find anything.
But these were in the yard when we got back. I knew they were there but have been trying my best to ignore them.
A small corner of the Honey Patch. I wish the pictures were better, I just can’t get ‘em all in!
About a pounds worth by the time I picked them. Some were dry and I left more. I only get the good ones. There were six white Morels when I plucked the rest. I gave those to my dad with some of the heist. It was easier hiking the three miles without holding onto orange bags.
I’ve been about a hundred miles on my bike this year so far. Some of it down the RiverWalk.
Much of it at night. I like to leave in the evening before sunset. I have an obnoxiously bright headlight, but use it only sparingly. On moonlit nights I use nothing. It’s almost like day on the trail. I see deer lift their head to watch me as I cruise by their bed.
It’s neat to know I set this bridge. I literally do everything. You should see my birthday cakes…
Still faithful, and as photogenic as ever.
I’ve had her out at the awake a week or so ago. Months of working dust and a short ton of lint flew out at the first shot. And all ten hit the admittedly large mark that was the microwave box I had. She needs some attention, there is a rust mark on the chamber from me sweating me arse off as she sits quietly in my pocket. But that’s just character, it’s how I know she’s mine.
I’ve misplaced my EDC blade. A bright blue out the front switch blade. A dagger blade to keep one edge sharp for finer cutting during the day. I’ve looked everywhere. Perhaps it missed my pocket and it now resides in a flower garden below a very fine deck.
To my fortune, the one time this month, I replaced it with a black and copper one identical to it, for ten dollars less. Another Gen2 white one with the carbide gripe tape panel was ordered too so I may feel the difference. A Boker auto was also on sale. It has a better steel for the blade, sv90?, or something. And was too good a price not to get it. I think it isn’t popular because it kinda looks like a filet knife. Sharp and automatic is all I care about. I like the instant away more than the instant open.
Pictures when they arrive.