Jeanne and I went for a wee ramble around Bore Place yesterday. Ostensibly, we were looking for pheasants. I must admit, it felt a little weird at first to be locating pheasants without a 12 gauge and a dog, but I was just along for the ride. We learned some interesting things on our trip:
- Jeanne can’t keep things in her front pockets
- Kentish cattle aren’t as tidy as Kansan cattle
- If you’ve seen one grazing field, you’ve seen them all
- An overgrown hedgerow is called a “shaw”
- Given a chance, the same scrub bush will prevent trees from growing as in the foothills of the Cascades.
I didn’t take a lot of photos, for me it was one of those days where I really wanted to focus on the experience rather than abstract myself from the sun and breeze and smells and sights through my camera.
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