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a little time for exercise. Walking with a neighbor, 73 year old Cubby,
can be challenging, enlightening and a lot of fun. Walk with us as we
enjoy nature in the beautiful Ozarks! |
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Sunshine's story. 2006 Dumped, half grown,
Cubby found the Rotty pup on Sunshine Road. He quickly became a
favorite companion for Cubby and her husband, Phil Moomaw.
Sunshine was a perfect dog except for his morbid fear for thunder.
So Phil cut a pet doorway in the basement storm door and whenever rain
threatened, they left the interior door open so Sunny Dog could come in
and hide in the utiltiy room. But July 4th, 2008, they went
to the lake overnight. When the storm came up, Sunshine could not
get in so he went up to my place where Michael Dees was working on my
building. When it came time to leave, not understanding Sunshine's
problem, Michael left him outside and went home. Sunshine was not
to be seen again.
Until a couple weeks ago! Early in June 2009,
nearly one full year of being 'lost', Sunshine came home. But by
that time, they had acquired two other dogs. So my mom fell in
love with the gentle giant of a dog and now Sunshine has become a Benson
dog and he's lovin' it!
All is well that ends well! |
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Pancake Rock stands against
flood waters every year. It is probably 15' in diameter. |
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Jack in the Pulpit ~
Turns
bright red in the fall. |
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Natural stone chimney, the only remaining evidence of an 1800's log cabin,
gone long ago.
It resides on the edge of, you guessed it, Chimney Meadow. |
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Flowering vetch on Vetch Mountain. |
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Wild Morning Glory |
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Wild Hazelnut Tree ~ No, we CANNOT beat the squirrels, birds and deer to
these sweet nuts when they begin to ripen! |
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The dogs lead the way, Sunshine and my little Cindy Lou, as we go beneath a Redbud
tree gone to seed. |
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Native grasses. |
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We head up to First Lick Ridge here.
I wish the picture would show you how
REALLY long and steep this hill is! |
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Black Eyed Susans grace the trail edge. |
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Blooms have long gone and the seeds are beginning to turn bright red. |
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Look at this guy! |
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See a critter's jaw bone left here? |
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Ah, good! Phil has mowed Eric's Meadow! |
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Some creature has made its home under the root of an old Oak tree. |
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Sometimes it is nice to be a child again ~ Lie down on the trail and stare
at the dizzying blue sky. |
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I cannot remember the name of this beautiful grass but it looks like
seaweed, doesn't it? |
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Native Air Plants will disappear into the rocks when it's dry and and reappear
when it rains. |
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Wild Morning Glories |
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