Stoned...

He already conveys an emotion very well.

Sorce
Thanks!!

I noticed that too... and it was NOT my intention.. just mySELF from OUTSIDE the “ceramic spectrum”
Bleeding in... Neat to see that happen...

Buuut also forces further self-analysis. 🤣
 
He always checks in when he hunkers in from the swamp.

🤣🤣

And He taught me how to dig with my face once!

(Scroll up, @Crawforde , to find “the love”)
Hey,
Great stuff here! Your little stuff is awesome!
I’ve been on the road for a bit and out of the swamp and off the grid.
My daughter got a job in LA, so I’m traveling across the country with her to get her car and stuff from the Swamp to the big city.
we hiked and camped at stops all the way. From the forest in Northern Alabama to the Great Sand Dunes in Colorado to Death Valley. Some campgrounds, but preferably just park, wander, set up, sleep, coffee and repeat. 4056C25E-0866-4656-A8CF-6BDC3142E254.jpeg
I saw parts of the country I’d never seen before.
 
That’s a sunrise from 200 ft below sea level.
A chilly 93, but the stars were amazing before the moon rose.
it was 106 when we set up camp.
oddly, being a swamp creature who previously worked the UP and Gitchi Gumi shoreline, and then the mid Atlantic before settling in the Everglades, the areas I’d most like to return to are New Mexico, Death Valley, and maybe the North Rim of the Grand Canyon.
 
That’s a sunrise from 200 ft below sea level.
A chilly 93, but the stars were amazing before the moon rose.
it was 106 when we set up camp.
oddly, being a swamp creature who previously worked the UP and Gitchi Gumi shoreline, and then the mid Atlantic before settling in the Everglades, the areas I’d most like to return to are New Mexico, Death Valley, and maybe the North Rim of the Grand Canyon.
How was Gitchi Gumi!?!???

Also... gotta stop up here if you swing close! 🤣🤣

It’s almost “leafer season”
 
I haven’t been up there since about 2000 or so.
I miss it often though. It’s like the Lake becomes a part of you.
 
I don’t know how they could.
sleep on the shoreline a few times, paddle some miles, survive a storm or two, and then it seems like you become connected.
 
I don’t know how they could.
sleep on the shoreline a few times, paddle some miles, survive a storm or two, and then it seems like you become connected.
Hiking the inland ravines TO the lake offers a neat perspective... life at those crossroads is lush, interesting and inviting... rarely touched by human feet... I like to be those feet.

🤓
 
Yep.
I surveyed a lot of the bogs and little lakes up there.
walking transects across the peninsula, through the swamps and bogs, either silently over the snow, or slogging through in the summer feeding the insects was quite an education.
 
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