I've been trying to get out with the pack several times a week, so tonight while Miranda had basketball I strapped on Perry and took him for a stroll down in Fish Creek. Who is Perry? Perry is the name my pack has taken on himself. Perry the Packtapus. I don't know why, but he has become Perry.
What a lovely evening. I saw a nest, a gigantic spider web and a young buck who entertained me by trying unsuccessfully to rid himself of the birds on his back.
This community has a great history.
300 pounds of wool a day!!!
I love this sculpture of a woolen mill.
Path sabotage. Again.








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