Yesterday I went out to Big Hill to burn the growing piles of cut brush and trees. I was getting a bit nervous about having so much left to burn, with the possibility of breaking ground right around the corner.
I started a small fire, and about 5 minutes later the wind picked up. About ten minutes later it really picked up. With a growing sense of panic I carefully pulled everything that wasn't already burning away from the fire and then threw dirt over whatever still had flames.
Disgusted, I said to heck with it, grabbed a tote sack and went down the hill for a walk. I started walking and thinking about how long I have been planning and hoping for this. And then I just started looking for fossils. And found one. And then another. And another.
Four hours later I emerged onto CR 2012 where the creeks cross over, heavily laden with oodles of very cool fossils and driftwood and smiling like a little kid.
It is good to be reminded why I like this place so much. Sometimes I get so task and goal oriented that I forget. I went back today, the winds had died down. I burned everything that was ready and then cut some more trees and brush for next time.
The sunset was beautiful. Pinks and purples and reds. Tempus Fugit!
Note to self. Stop. Breathe. Relax.
I started a small fire, and about 5 minutes later the wind picked up. About ten minutes later it really picked up. With a growing sense of panic I carefully pulled everything that wasn't already burning away from the fire and then threw dirt over whatever still had flames.
Disgusted, I said to heck with it, grabbed a tote sack and went down the hill for a walk. I started walking and thinking about how long I have been planning and hoping for this. And then I just started looking for fossils. And found one. And then another. And another.
Four hours later I emerged onto CR 2012 where the creeks cross over, heavily laden with oodles of very cool fossils and driftwood and smiling like a little kid.
It is good to be reminded why I like this place so much. Sometimes I get so task and goal oriented that I forget. I went back today, the winds had died down. I burned everything that was ready and then cut some more trees and brush for next time.
The sunset was beautiful. Pinks and purples and reds. Tempus Fugit!
Note to self. Stop. Breathe. Relax.
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