Last Friday I took a lunch and the dogs and a blanket out into the fields east of our housing development.
The weather was... well, perfect. There's no other word for it. Probably 70 degrees, only the slightest of breezes and lots of sun. And believe me, we needed some sun after all our fog around here of late.
Of course when in the wild, one's first thoughts must be of sustenance.
Here's my lunch...
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Bread and butter, and cheese.
I'm not showing you the lemon bar I ate. It wasn't as pretty. But it was just as tasty.
The view from my picnic spot...
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And the other direction...
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Ben right after eating a blade of grass...
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Sunny contemplating the possibility of pheasants hiding in the distance.
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I feel very blessed to have all this open space so nearby. The only thing about it is that for a large portion of the year it is not so friendly to us. Right now is the best time to enjoy it. The voles are sleeping, and the ticks haven't come out, and the grass is all short so you can walk fairly easily. In the late Spring and Summer? Well, it's a jungle of critters just waiting for fresh meat. Though I must say, every year we DO venture out a few times when the grasses are thigh high and the dogs have to jump to see where they are going... then we come home and have tick inspections. I can only handle so much of those creepy crawlers and then we are consigned to the suburbs again.
But for now we can go a little native. The dogs aren't the only ones who need some wide open spaces. I think we will have to do another excursion this week, more walking, less bread and butter and lemon bars.
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I know!
Let's take peanut butter cookies instead!