After a 700+ mile drive from Illinois to South Dakota on a Thursday in June. I enjoyed a gorgeous evening visit to Badlands National Park. As darkness fell, I returned to Wall, SD for a good night’s rest while looking forward to spending the next day (Friday) at the park.
I was on my own. On the road. My schedule. I could go where I wanted when I wanted to. I was out west and I was there to explore. After taking a left at Minnesota, I eventually drove into Wall, SD to check into my room and take a deep breath. I had covered more than 2,030 miles in two-plus days. I was tired but the lure of the next adventure kept me in motion.
June 12, 2022 ~ Lloyd Alton Peterson
Like so many times before, I get to this space, and the page is blank. I am contending with countless thoughts, but none of them are a beginning. Memories speed past me like pickup trucks would if I were standing still on the shoulder of I-95 between Old Town and Island Falls.
Old farm land divided into commercial properties. But the pond, a few trees, and the green grass provide a glimpse of a long ago past.
Then, this morning, there were a few snowflakes, for about an hour, and some were large.
Sometimes the unexpected stops us in our tracks. The previous line of thought is forgotten, and the thrill of wonderment takes over.
This hawk took a dive at one of our chickens today. After the chicken narrowly avoided being scooped up, the hawk flew to the nearest tree and watched the scene. Attack Hawk
Since we didn’t get a chance to get up to our favorite place in Maine this summer, we took full advantage of a weekend at Abrams Pond in September. Weekend in Eastbrook
Recently I have been working on a chicken coop/outbuilding here locally. One day while getting the finishing touches done, I was evaluating some potential apprentices to work with me, and this worker showed up. My Project Appr-hen-tice