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firefly teevee!
& listen to the nightly symphony....

"Indeed, if a poor man will spend a year in prison for stealing out of hunger,
how high would the gallows need to be to hang the rich man?"
~The Patrician in 'Snuff' by Terry Pratchett

The Boundary trail reaches the highest point in the park. It's only 370 feet above sea level, and ironically enough it's on a short asphalt path/portion of the trail. As soon as we crossed the road we walk by a house and a HUGE dog comes out of nowhere to bark at us. It startles my wife, but I've "met" this dog before. He's a big sweetie. "You're a good puppy, aren't you?" and he walks back to the house. Oh, I met his owner, too. He's the one who told me about this odd path though the woods and along the creek.

We continue to follow the boundary trail, out of DE and into PA. Four tenths of a mile later we pass the old state border, redrawn with a different compass center point. (Did you know that about the northern tip of DE? It was drawn with a compass, centered on Wilmington.) We sat on the bench near there, for a few minutes.

The boundary trail ends on Yeatman station road. Well, it did for us, anyway. We took a left and headed to bridge out. It's only about a quarter mile down the road before we were back on trail, then another 1/2 mile or so to the bridge out spot.

There's a bench near the creek on a side trail. I got out the stove, pot, and coffee press. Freshly made, fresh roasted coffee, in the middle of nowhere. She likes that a lot. I don't think it sucks. Then I made a "Mountain House" lasagna. We had a nice lunch.

Much of the trail from here on is an old railroad right of way. I heard it's nickname, once, but can't remember it for sure. "Puff and toot"? I don't remember, except that I thought it was funny.

By the time we got back to the car our legs were tired. What the heck. At our age, that's a pretty good hike.

Last week we did the Chestnut Hill trail. It's about 3.5 miles. We had our coffee next to Pike Creek, then. My wife said that was her favorite trail.

Today, she said this trip was her favorite trail.

I can't wait to find the next one.

The Gulf is dead.  Kiss it good-bye for the rest of our lifetimes.  Gha, I hope I'm wrong about that...but I don't think I am.  That's why I can't bear to read about it too much.

Dear newp provided me with today's escape: I finally had a chance to watch all his Golden Girls clips.  That was wonderful!

English usage is sometimes more than mere taste, judgment and education - sometimes it's sheer luck, like getting across the street.
E. B. White  

The best burgers ever from Pioneer Woman's website.  Mine was a veggie but the boys got the real deal.  Mix the hamburger with salt, pepper and Tabasco sauce make into patties put on grill.  Same time cook sliced red onions with a tablespoon of brown sugar in a fry pan. Toast whole wheat bun on the grill then you pile on mayo (that has been mixed with Tabasco) your meat, the caramelized onions, blue cheese and some lettuce.  Serve with oven baked fries.  The boys were singing, music to my ears, happy tummies.