Every time I come home I post a blog about the walk I take
around my parents’ house. I feel like I can’t be really settled at home until I
take it. The pictures are always the same but I feel compelled to take them so
that I can look back at them when I’m far away and miss home.
The wind has relented today, and while Allison napped I went
out for a 45 minute walk. It was a clear day but still cold.
This is a picture of my favorite tree. I have a fondness for
single trees standing in farm fields. I always look for them. I could see this
tree from my (former) bedroom window and I always take a few pictures of it
when I come home.
While walking through the wooded area there’s always animals
around. Sometimes I hear or see them, but most of the time, I’m really aware
that I’m not alone.
Today I was walking back the way I came (out of the wooded
area) when I noticed that I narrowly missed stepping on a dead raccoon covered
in a snow blanket.











Beautiful property!
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