Corpse Boat

Garden Time lapse. Literally, watching the grass grow.

Did you imagine life in Vermont was this exciting?

Went for a hike at the Shaw Mountain Natural Area (owned by the Nature Conservancy).

Here you can write sweet nothings to the next lonesome hiker(s)...

Natures is crazy. How did that happen??! If someone knows what this thing is called, let me know.

Shagbark Hickory.

Millipede, with legs.

Hobbiton... errr, Benson, Vermont.

Note the fence around the garden. This keeps out deers, rats, woodchuck, rabbits (esp. female; aka 'rabbitch'), roosters, crows, dogs, snails, wampus, kittens, racoons, fox, wild mouse, cougars, raven, chip-o-munk, beaver, the common garden moose and walking birds.

When I mow the grass, I leave a little somethin' for the bees.

A reassuring sign...

 Glen Lake. It's one of the prettiest lakes in Vermont. Unlike most of the rest of the lakes I've been on here, there are only two houses on it. There are too many lakes here with houses all along the shore! I've seen the "Don't Jersey Vermont!" bumper stickers... unfortunately in some parts of Vermont, Jerseyfication has already taken place (I'm looking at you Lake Bomoseen, Lake St. Catherine and, basically, all of Rutland).

 I thought this couple had a corpse in their boat. Corpse boats are a thing here (at least I imagine they could be)! But, turns out, it was a real alive-man.

The garden in full bloom.