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sept.-dec., 2003

Dec. 28, 2003
I'll have the sun over that way, please. That's right, a little more to the left. Little more. Hold it, perfect. Turn up the water in the falls now …

Dec. 21, 2003
Farther on as we stopped again for a moment, I heard a crashing through the woods that seemed at least as loud as the noise I make when I'm stomping along …

Dec. 14, 2003
Let it be noted that the snows of this weekend reached a state of perfection at 2:00 AM Saturday the 13th, at which time I woke up and took a quick look out the front door and saw that the snow …

Dec. 7, 2003
I touched it, I leaned on it, I peered up into its heights. Reader, I confess. I hugged it …

Nov. 30, 2003
It's not that I'm tired of fall and winter already and can't wait for spring, but I thought a green treat would be a nice way to finish up November …

Nov. 23, 2003
This week we visited two places that have to be among the most beautiful in Arkansas, one very well known, and the other not very well known at all, both within a few miles of each other …

Nov. 16, 2003
So I guess this would be a good opportunity to tell the story of how I came to find Shelley, and coax her out of the culvert she took shelter in, and how I took her home, and how everything depends on nothing …

Nov. 9, 2003
Junie stopped and froze on the trail ahead; so I stopped and listened, too, but didn't hear anything. As she continued to concentrate on whatever had caught her attention, my thoughts turned elsewhere …

Nov. 2, 2003
I am no woodsman, my dogs are big, dopey pups when it comes to the woods, although Junie is a good deal stealthier than Sophie, and we clomp up and down trails without giving a thought …

Oct. 26, 2003
At one point I looked down and saw a pale yellow butterfly dead and floating in a quiet pool, looking for all the world like a butterfly leaf fallen from a butterfly tree …

Oct. 19, 2003
It may not have been Bigfoot, but it surely was someone with very big feet who stomped through a section of the OHT near White Rock Mountain …

Oct. 12, 2003
Sunday I went back to a place I came across on a scouting hike this summer. It's like nothing else I've seen in Arkansas …

Oct. 5, 2003
Easter Sunday 2000, which was when I took this photo of Falling Water Creek just downhill from the upper Richland Creek campground, was a special day for several reasons …

Sept. 28, 2003
I'd be proud to say I got up at midnight, drove for hours and hiked for another couple hours in the dark, uphill all the way, and tossed up my pop tarts …