theres always a point where the cickadas of deep summre give way to the crickets of late summer.. today we were floatign in the pool and i could here both.

 

the cickadas reminding us of the 8- degree heat.. the crcikets responding to the cool dry breeze..

 

I love the return of the crickets because it means cool days coming.. it never needs to be more than 60 degrees for me..

but still i will miss the long slower days of summer.. it’s like this every year.

 

we had one of those long slow days today.. we went for a hike with deb and the dogs up bolton

we foudn a very sweet swimming hole we’d walked by for years without noticing

 

we foudn a great split bolder and put a samstone in it

 

and put one in an orienteerign marker we found deep in the woods

 

we came across Brit’s freind Phil’s yurt in the woods. Phil wasnt there.. but his beer was thre.. cooling in the stream. I took one and left him 3 bucks and a samstone   hope he doesnt mind !

we finally made it up to the bolton nordic trails which allowed us to figure out where we were

 

turns ot we were rigjht at the boloton cabin… 

 

 

cabins gettign a little sketchy !

\\from there we climbed back up towards the ridge and took the Jake loop back tot he sugar house. I always liek the Jake trail because my parents call(ed) me Jake.

 

camehome and talked to our freind scott abotu the walkway hes building for us. I love looking at how the rocks fit together.. it reminds me of soem of the shape bashing i did in graduate school.. 

 

makes me happy to look at it.. also a greta place to lie down and look up at the house.

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crazy to see a place youve ived in for 34 years from a completely differnt perspective !

 

nite all, nite sam

-me