There really are few things sadder than a fallen Hoodoo, shattered and scattered about, a ruin of its former vertical self.
Til today it had been over a week since I last did some fast hill hiking.
Though the temperature was in the relatively chilly mid 80s, compared to last week's over 100 record breaker, the humidity still managed to turn the Tandy Hills into a virtual sauna steam bath.
A very salubrious sauna steam bath.
Last week after I finished my Tandy Hills hill hiking I was told that a bobcat had been following me at the start of the hiking, unbeknownst to me.
Today when I neared the currently dry Tandy Falls I heard some creature crashing through the jungle.
Bobcats are stealthy, they don't draw attention to themselves by noisily crashing through the jungle. I stood still for a couple minutes hoping to see what was making the noise, but never did. And so I continued on.
Earlier today Elsie Hotpepper directed me to some good blogging fodder. Post hiking, back at my computer, I found more good blogging fodder. Blogging fodder of the scandal in Fort Worth sort.
I must ponder a bit before I blog about these scandalous subjects...
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