There’s just something about a walk in the woods….

…..that calms me, makes me speak in a whisper, and gives me a better attitude instantly.  Yesterday, MacGuyver and I donned our jackets ,after the rain FINALLY quit, and followed one of the trails into the woods.   It is paved for a while, but then it becomes just a path through the forest….You need to have a trusty scout available to follow, one you trust,  on a journey like this…

………………..like I did…….or…..                            ….you can follow the trail marks (above) .  These trail markings were strips of tin, nailed to trees along the path.  What a unique way of marking a trail..I’ll bet Tonto would have liked this idea if only he had a hammer and nail…

Is it my imagination, or is MacGuyver getting farther ahead, perhaps trying to LOSE ME????

Actually, I was stopping to take pictures frequently, and he did occasionally stop and wait…What should have taken us about 45 minutes, took us an hour and a half, thanks to my lollygagging with the camera…Hey! That’s what it’s all about, at least for moi!

These little orange balls eventually opened up….. and became pretty little red flowers….(Dennis tried to tell me those little balls were cherry tomatoes..yea, right.)

The trail took us down by the banks of Lake Conroe…Hey, Den!..I TOLD you those weren’t tomatoes, didn’t I??  Now let’s get goin’..I want to see the lake!

There are lots of downed trees here in this woods.  Some have been cut down, and some have burned or fallen…This presents a real BOON for Dennis.  He can now drag Redwood size logs into our camp and play with his chain saw and his new splitting maul.  Now that we can have a campfire, he has the grin Alfred E. Neumann  most of the time..(who remembers who that is/was..and… is he still running for President???)

Some of the wood laying around has been cut up in small logs and you can just go pick it up…but that is just tooooo easy for MacGuyver..Aaaaah…a man and his toys.  And, speaking of MacGuyver, which seems like all I do lately, he attacked our ground fault interrupter outlet. (I’m not even sure if that’s what you call the darn thing!). We picked up a new one at the local hardware store yesterday, and he proceeded to take out the bad one and install the new one….working amongst the pretzels, paper towels, tomatoes and cookies, and taking over my kitchen for a while.

That was fine with me because this is where I leave the room…Electricity scares me to death.  All of those wires,  green, white, black, some naked, some hanging by a screw…How does ANYONE know what to attach to what, without sparks flying??  And, it so happens..our daughter, Terrie, has inherited his propensity for danger..She hangs her own chandeliers and ceiling lights in her house…Then, she says to me, “Mom, all you have to do is remember to turn off the electricity at the box.”..WHAT BOX??WHERE??  She got the MacGuyver genes.

So, yesterday was a great day.  I actually had one bar on my cell phone and used it to call Aunt Jeanette.  We rarely get any bars at all.  …A walk in the woods, new fault ground thing installed, a successful cell phone call….Yup, a good day for the Cave Dwellers, and tonight…STEAK ON THE GRILL, TWICE BAKED TATERS, SALAD W/BLUE CHEESE AND GREEN BEAN CASSEROLE…preceded, of course, by Happy Hour at the campfire... Our lives are blessed.

“Life is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated.” ~Confucius