I was standing outside yesterday morning looking into the woods when I came up with a brilliant idea. I thought that since I enjoy walking the property each day while drinking my morning coffee, why don’t I make a trail around the perimeter and put down some wood chips or something so I have some sort of direction? I mean, all I do is kind of wander around the grassy areas and look at the little pine trees. We live on four and a quarter acres…shouldn’t I be taking advantage of that?
Hmmm…I thought about it some more. Them I remembered that we already have a trail that travels through the woody parts of all the properties on the road. It’s a nature trail that has some sort of an easement. It allows anyone who is interested to do a bit of hiking. Since it’s right at the bottom of the hill, wouldn’t it behoove me to use it? Yes, I said behoove.
By the way, I have already mentioned this trail quite a bit:
– Another Late Winter Walk in the Woods
– A Cold Walk in the Woods
– A Winter Walk In The Woods
So I went inside and put some sneakers on. Off I went. Oh yeah, I brought my camera too…just in case.
I told myself that I wasn’t going to visit the beaver hut, that all I wanted to do was to get some fresh air. The beaver hut is about a fifteen minute walk. I’m not sure I was in the mood for that kind of commitment.
Well, as it turns out, once you are on that trail, things move pretty quickly. Fifteen minutes moves by without much notice. I ended up at the beaver hut.
To learn more about the beaver hut, you can read this post. I think you’ll find it exciting.
The beaver hut was pretty uneventful. I have yet to see the beaver or his wife. I keep thinking someone “took him out” because of all the damage he does to the trees, but I did see a new hut further down the water, so that made me feel better. I don’t know much about the lifestyle of a beaver…if they change huts or anything, but again, seeing the new hut made me feel good that at least someone is still living there.
I finished up my coffee and started walking back.
On the way back, I stopped off at a tree that had fallen many years ago. There was some pretty nice moss coverage and since I love moss, I decided that I’d try to get some pictures of something. Taking (and looking at) photos of moss isn’t the most exciting thing, so I figured that if I could find some sort of focus, I could at least put something up here on this blog.
Just as luck would have it, there were some mushrooms growing out of the moss. I’ve only taken one picture of a mushroom before and that’s over here. Having the mushrooms in the moss was going to open up some new opportunity for me.
I played around and took a bunch of pictures. Most of them are on the cutting room floor, but I did manage to save a few, so I’ll post them now. I sure do wish I had a nice macro lens for this kind of stuff though. More times than not, I had to back up because I was too close to each mushroom. The lens wouldn’t focus.
Till next time.