This weekend, whilst spouse slaved away on the course he's teaching, I walked the Perimeter Trail starting from the Mitchell trailhead and going over to Rendija Narrows where the Rendija Trail begins.
I felt like Superman on the way out since it's mostly downhill. I congratulated myself for being inured to the heat. But...on the way back...the 4 hills...ground me down...I felt ready to be interred.
I took photos of the powerful man's construction yard from the trail - unsightly - and also of the concrete barriers that he's thrown up alongside FR442 - what is that man up to? I took a long shot of the Ponderosa Estates mansions - over half a million each! They should have made that beautiful, wooded area into a county park.
I also took photos of Brad's grave, marked by rather a rustic cross with various memorabilia strewn at the base, at the east end of Guaje Pine Cemetery. I have no idea who Brad is.
It was windy and hot. The grass is still in its golden raiment of winter because we haven't had enough rain to make it green. I have to waste a lot of water on our spruce tree in our front yard (dumb idea to plant a spruce tree in the dry ponderosa forest biome) to stave off the impending invasion of tussock moths that want to eat the tree.
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