Milk weed flowers seen on my two mile walk down the road.
When I first moved here there was a rickety bench by the stream. I sat on it often and looked out over the fields. Last year the bench was gone. This year the bench has returned, newly minted and sturdy. I reach it at about the one mile mark, so enjoy resting here before the return walk.
The little babbling stream.
I have been absent from blogland the last two weeks. A change has happened and it means a lot of work for me so I am doing the work. Some days I peruse posts but comment only on occasion. Be well, Suki