A streak across the sky in the early morning, that is me.
Saturday, I walked over to the Coin bridge and then down the far side of Dry Creek back home. I will not be doing that again, but I did it once. When I crossed back across the creek, I did not know where I was, but sorta recognized this scene when I came out of the brush along the bank.
Sunday, I went for a walk down to the creek with two Grandma Gaddy's and this little girl.
This is the view from the above hill.
Two Grandma Gaddy's crazy as loons.
The girl is going to be in the GF beauty review. This is her dress.
We need sparkly shoes and choker. We may go to Branson this week end to shop.
The red line is the line I took when I walked this last spring. The purple line was the crazy ladies excursion Sunday.
Today is half way and Church night.