Smell the dirt, feel the mountain, taste the wind.
Personal:
"Our legs are tight, our feet are flying, and we are gliding over the roll of the land. The sun is up, the air is fresh, the stone is old, and we are free and at peace. The clock has stopped because another time has taken over." C. Bowden
Found the best frog catching marsh in a while. The kids and I hauled in a lot of them from the kayaks this afternoon.
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Comments
From Rob Murphy on Mon, May 19, 2014 at 21:47:19 from 24.10.249.34
This is a weird post.
From Steve on Mon, May 19, 2014 at 21:50:59 from 66.87.115.220
My girls are really into frogs and salamanders right now. A phase...
From steve ash on Wed, May 21, 2014 at 12:20:19 from 67.161.243.240
Same here with my two boys, they are transitioning into snakes now. They both brought one home the other day to show me and I don't think it was an average garden snake!
From Steve on Thu, May 22, 2014 at 19:41:32 from 98.103.187.42
Rattlesnake...
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