An inch of rain Saturday night guaranteed this gardener a day of rest on Sunday. As soon as we finished milking, I packed our camera with two water bottles in a running belt and drove up to Arrowhead Lodge, base camp for my 18-mile trek up and down Thunder Ridge. I started slowly, conserving energy for the upward climb.
I realize the Jefferson National Forest is your forest, too, but seeing equipment like this always turns my stomach.
Mountain azaleas led me to gentler thoughts,
"ABA form," I say. "You're a musician. You know its value. State the theme, move on to something else, then return again. Speech writers use it, too."
"Okay, but what's a log truck?" she says.
"I didn't see any today. In fact, only one vehicle passed me the whole run. Maybe like a truck made of Legos, it's a truck made of logs."
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