My knee has been feeling a little glitchy lately so I haven’t been walking like I was, let alone running. Sunday, I had been in the house all day watching football and working on paperwork so I went to Turkey Mountain for a short walk on a relatively flat trail. I went late evening, my favorite time on the mountain even though it was pretty chilly.
I came upon this early on. I was a little annoyed but I guess that one could call it a “painted rock.” I’ve put a few painted rocks out. They are like river rocks though not sandstone. I let it be.
I love the trees on Turkey Mountain. The old ones are all gnarled up. They survived numerous ice storms, wind storms, and more than just a few tornadoes. They are kind of eerie looking. I like eerie.
As the sun went down some of the vegetation and grass had almost a fluorescent quality to it releasing a little bit of the light of the day.
I passed by one of the lakes on the mountain. This is about all we had for a sunset that night. The clouds were thick and low
Toward the end of my hike it was just plain dark. Nothing like being out in the woods all by yourself in the dark.
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