An afternoon to saunter through the boulder-strewn forest of Rocky Woods. A hot afternoon (in the upper 80s). I hadn't realized how much climbing would be required and how many rewarding vistas there would be (some actually trail-labeled, "VISTA").
Wildlife was relatively scarce (hiding from the intense sun, no doubt), except for the little chipping sparrows, who were pleasant company--trilling from the treetops and hopping up the trails in front of me.
The Complete Little Stories for Bedtime, Year 5. 1916
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