The confluence of the Wood Mountain Road ditch and Osier Creek at it's finest.
Now the forest is once again alive with the sound of juncos, robins, black-capped chickadees and woodcocks. Bears will soon awaken from hibernation. The ground has thawed out to a point where we have begun to work the soil once again!
There's been a long standing joke between Amy and I on how often we've found ourselves wandering down some lonely remote dirt road. Now that lonely remote dirt road leads us home...
The road may be remote but you won't consider it lonely when home is at the end of it! Thanks for taking me on this journey with you.
ReplyDeleteP.S. We miss you David.
lovely description!
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