You're too funny. Well, as long as you're here, I'll tell you a story.
Last year we were camping in this same spot. It was a postcard Sunday morning as we sipped chamomile tea and watched mist dissolve from the surface of the mirror calm lake.
All of a sudden, SPLOTCH!! White, like a big tree branch letting loose a plop of snow. Nope. Eagle poop. An eagle pooped on us!
How lucky is that? Like lottery ticket lucky.
Needless to say, we had to take a dunk in the lake to rinse off. Ewww.
And now that you've taken the initiative to get here, go ahead and do a little more clicking. I'll have new pieces up when we get back - and ready for Harvest Moon, too.