If you look closely at the first photo, you will spot a yellow dog turning herself black. Yup – there’s nothing quite as refreshing as a black mudhole/swamp on a hot summer’s day. Abby took full advantage of it.
As for the title of this post – Sheila and I previously titled this highest spot at Bannock Point “No Woman’s Land” because Wayne named the second highest point “No Man’s Land.” But Sheila made an excellent point today: Why “No” woman’s land? Indeed – why? So we dubbed it Woman’s World – and we like it. I think there might even be some new song lyrics in that: “It’s a woman’s world – la di da di da….”
We now have the entire territory at Bannock Point pretty much mapped. There’s only one trail that we have to pursue (if you can call it a trail). We have followed it to a point where it turns into a swamp. I suspect in a month or so the waters will have dried up and we can follow it to its end. Sure is a fine place to walk, especially on a hot day. The temperature, according to the car, was 34 degrees at the property today.
I watered the garden. I wrote. I was more or less productive – far less than more. And that’s okay with me. Being out was good.
I listened to a CBC radio program not too long ago where a scientist who studies these things (is there anything they don’t study?) said that being out in nature for at least a couple of hours a week is essential to human well-being. Doh!
I’d put that at a couple of hours a day with at least a few full-day nature dose thrown in for good measure.