Birdwatching: I've missed these Monday's spent writing at the end of the kitchen table.
A Trip to Visit Mt. Charlie.
Yesterday, Sir Pip and I got a chance to visit Mt. Charlie. In all honesty I wasn't entirely in the mood since I was exceedling drained from a busy week, but Sir Pip insisted that it was necessary. Sir Pip informed me that Mt. Charlie was suffereing from a mean unforgiving kidney stone the size of boulder so I agreed to take the trip with him. During the drive up there my eyes followed the endless line of shubbery and greens that Mt. Charlie had been gifted with from visits made by the seasons and strangers. Sir Pip and I then found a spot to park and from there we ventured through steeps by foot to get a closer peek at Mt. Charlie's kidney stone. During our excursion, I became more aware of Mt. Charlie's condition. I could feel the chills through Mt. Charlie's body from the crisp air that ran through the crevisces of his worn down wrinkles and spine. Finally, Sir Pip and I had arrived at the site of the kidney stone and sat at the very tip top of it. We knew we couldn't do much to help Mt. Charlie with his condition and the least we could do was comfort him. It was a nice change to visit see Mt. Charlie on a day other than the frosted holidays. I'll tell you, that old man isn't going anywhere - colds, boulder kidney stones, firey heartburns, etc. He'll be around for a while.
Field notes and favourites:
1. Yellow Cheddar Trees! Sir Pip and I didn't get close enough to capture a good photo, but it excites me to know that that they're back in season with they're crispy cheesey goodness.
2. Listening to the Beret Babe Soniaon the drive home. I don't know how many times we left her CD running.
3. Fresh mounds of horse brownie batter! I wanted to stick my fingers in em, but I knew they were gifts left for Mt. Charlie. (totally kidding, kinda.)