Wednesday, August 02, 2006

The bog was filled with wild flowers of all different colors and sizes making me sorry I had never learned the names of these beautiful plants. I always feel better outside, all my tiredness seems to evaporate and my mind begins to slow down and rest a little. With Lucy happily running along side me we strolled from path to path not realizing how late it was getting.

I realized that it was about time for the resident owl to come out and started searching in the usual places I had seen him. On the last path way just as I had given up Lucy ran toward a tree branch and I saw something fly above my head.

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