The Woodsman

It's another beautiful fall Sunday here in Portland... lets take a walk up Powell Butte, shall we?

Some days it's clear enough to easily see Mt. Hood, other days, not so much...

Let me have a look dad!

Lets head up onto Powell Butte dad!

There is always a lot of nature around here - we see bunnies, birds, snakes, I even once saw a black-tailed deer - but sometimes it's the little things that catch my attention the most. Check out this orange and black little guy - he was just slowly crawling across the path in his perfect Halloween-themed colors. Maybe an inch or two long. Mama helped him across, I was just fascinated by his outfit.

And occasionally I see a kitty or two - this one looks just like my cat sister Sekhmet

Off into the forest we go! Notice that I already have one stick...

Which I quickly swap for a BETTER one...

When I find a HUGE one, the holy grail of sticks, basically a LOG.

I WANT THIS ONE... you say you think there is no way I can pick this one up?

YOU WOULD BE WRONG

Stopping to smell the flowers - well, these are Arnica so it's not about smell...

Coming down is always the best part after we "summit" at the top of Powell Butte...

Hey dad, it's COLD at home - I'm thinking maybe we need some firewood...

Think this will do?

THE END

Love,

Bogart

Chez Bogart

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