Decided to try my hand at a poem in the style of Dr. Seuss. The photo is from a trip to Scotland.
January 16: Today started out normally. My human rose before 5 am, fired me up, and typed. She normally writes science fiction and fantasy, but today she’s working on a children’s story for her writing group. Suddenly, I’m wet. No, not wet, soaked. Continue reading “Diary of a Flooded Laptop”
It was a nothing hike. At the last minute, on a beautiful winter afternoon, I took short hike through my neighborhood. I’m lucky because my neighborhood weaves through a few ponds, and I’m within a mile of a park that has some beautiful natural paths. Continue reading “A Winter Hike”
After a couple of months of not much hiking, I put hiking boots to soil on a good trail this week. Continue reading “Christmas Hike in Stone Mountain NC”
A beautiful December day in North Carolina called to me, “Come, hike. You know you’ll love it.”
I responded with boots, gloves, and a wrap, singing, “Into the woods.”
After a hectic month I finally got back out on a trail.
A seven-mile loop around Pilot Mountain in North Carolina ends with steps. Lots and lots of stairs, in part for erosion, but mostly to taunt older hikers who do not do stairs well.
While visiting a cousin in Tennessee, we took a two-mile hike in a regional park in her hometown. No long drive or planning required. Just a bottle of water and a trail.
Lately, I’ve been hiking at sunrise. Why? Because I’m in the southeastern United States where it’s hot and humid.
N. R. Tucker 