Recognition should be given to all those who have gone before; family members, friends, and others that may have influenced me in their own quiet way.

Special recogition should go to my father Kenneth (Kenny to all who knew him) and my grandfathers Selby and Chester (Jake), both born in the 1890s. All of these gentlemen influenced me in their own way...with time fishing, hunting, trapping, or just time spent togeher.....

Sunday, December 16, 2012

Mid December

Today was overcast; with the sun attempting to show itself a couple of times, but never quite succeding. It is hard to believe that it is the middle of December, but all indicators assure me that it is. The summer colors have transitioned into the subtle shades of late fall.

Emma and I headed out for an early afternoon outing today. We had the area to ourselves, until heading back to the car; we encountered a man with his Beagle hunting rabbits.

A bonus for today, was finding a folding stool, with three legs that someone had dropped and apparently continued on without knowing they had lost it. It is always my hope, that when I lose something; someone will find it and be able to use it.

Out in a restored prairie area; several seed heads caught my eye. I do not know their identity.

Emma in the prairie grass.....

I made my way to the river, where I used the stool I had found and sat on a gravelly sandbar for about 30 minutes. I had a couple of snacks and a hot beverage; and mostly sat there listening to the fast running water and enjoying the scenery.

Emma roamed about exploring and hunting; both sides of the river. When she was quite young, she did not like to get into the water, but now has no hesitation.

Emma perched on a downed cottonwood, obviousley something of interest had also climbed out there and left it's scent.

And in conclusion...just a few pictures of the fast water moving over the rocks. Thanks for stopping by!