Mowed Down Memories…

Once upon a time there was a beagle…

I always loved the woods. Have always played in them. So when I rescued my first doggo Maggie, my beagle, I found these little town trails where I could teach her to stay with me out there, get comfortable with the wilderness and mostly just enjoy the serenity for me, the sniffs for her.

This area is so beloved that when I rescued my chihuahua Howard, we came here to teach him how to map the wilderness with his senses. Howard is a blind dog, who had a very rough start to life. He was abandoned in a field blind and alone.

I needed to take him some place he’d feel safe, be safe, but still give him the feel of the wilderness, even though we were close to home.

He does fantastic here, you can see in this video that he leads the way! So proud I am of him. But, when we headed here last week we passed tree trucks mowing down one of our trails. I can’t tell you the shock and stress I felt. I was compelled to pull over and “chat” with the DCR crew. They explained with their hands out for me not to kill them that they were just doing their job, and their job was to annihilate this forest and trails system for a bike path. Pave this beautiful trail for a bike path!

I’m not going to tell you of my reaction to that. But thinking she was going to help, a neighbor came out to tell me she just moved here from Lexington, they lived close to a bike path there, and I’m going to love it. She explained more people can come now with their kids, etc and get to enjoy the path.

So basically mow down more nature so people will go out and enjoy more pavement. I told the woman that I don’t like pavement, or people. I like trails and trees, and I apologize, I’m not proud because I think I may have told this poor woman to move back to Lexington then

. But it was the stress of it all, I was watching my memories get plowed again. I just can’t emotionally handle the destruction anymore.

Today, Howard and I headed out to the other local trail we like, and the above video is what we discovered when we got there. I set this video to music and not nature this time because you dont need to hear me weeping as we walk.

You see, I am someone who wants to rewind this planet and it’s inhabitants. Share the land with all the creatures again. Hunt and gather. Work your land and not work at a stupid job till you drop for currency that we kill more trees to print. I know it not realistic and will never happen unless something catastrophic happens. But when and if that ever does, no one on this planet will know how to even get a fire started!

Humanity is its own enemy and the worse thing that happened to this planet. And it will be its own demise…soon my bigfoot friends he will be on the endangered list because there will be no forestry to sustain him…

Thank you for allowing me this tirade. I just needed to vent in a big way. I’m very emotionally compromised today I’m sure I’ll be better tomorrow…

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Camping Time….

In all seriousness though, this is a huge camping weekend. You’re going to bang into all kinds of things out there from idiots to bigfoot (who thinks you’re the idiot). But our biggest and most likely threat most likely will come from a nest, or worse from a mama bear and her cubs.

I’ll tell you my first camping trip without my family horror story. I was 16, on a mountain top in Maine. Beautiful spot. It was a ski lodge that my friend was a caretaker of.

Although there was a lodge there for some stupid reason we wanted to sleep in the great outdoors. So, we set up, had a huge clambake, then everyone went in the lodge to sleep except for the four of us that wanted to sleep outdoors.

I passed out and a few hours later I heard rustling, I looked up and the shadow on the tent was of a huge bear. Not firelight shadowing can make things look bigger it was still scary. Apparently my friend had put the food cooler in the tent. And the smells from the clambake tempted the bears down.

We had to move the color to the front of the tent, cut out the bake and run like hell. We were young and stupid I know, but, you’ll be surprised at the numbers of bear attacks that are a result of rookie mistakes from seasoned campers. So, please be careful this holiday weekend, and summer. Here’s a few tips for those that may need it. And especially for the ones that think they don’t.

Have a safe, happy Memorial Day weekend!

https://camotrek.com/blogs/news/camping-in-bear-country/

The Castle…Dracula Day

Running down the castle wall

The blood of those screaming in the hall

SHe’s risen hungry and betrayed

Her revenge in bodies will be weighed

These people, these peasants, she thought

Can go find another castle to haunt

They will regret their plan to imprison me

I will maim, torture and kill all of them I see

None will be saved, none of them turned

And each and every house in the town shall be burned

I’ll start with that priest

Please, God could never control my soul’s beast

I’ll take his cross with me as I sin

He shall learn I always win

Let my second reign begin

But first I think I’ll take a ride,

…Maybe more of a flight

I have to burn all this new life I have flowing inside

Time for a little… male companionship

Before I feel the end of night…

Happy Dracula Day!

Poem titled The Castle by me

Skillful Fractures…

‘SKILFUL FRACTURES’

“These,” he explains, “are only

samples from one particular bone

of what has been proven now for

each of the big limb bones in the

antelope skeleton about their de-

liberate and skilful fractures by

the man-apes to provide tools for

cutting and digging, as well as “thuggery.”

The professor says that the man-apes invented the thug, or black-jack-type of technique the

better part of 1,000,000 years ago,

“and mayhem and murder have

had as long a lineage as man himself.”

“The man-apes,” he adds,

“were the inventors of the tools

and the techniques which produced them and which sapient man was still using 16,000 years

ago, not more than 70 miles away. “Man most certainly originated from a creature with no more brains than an ape. “We have reached the stage prophesied by Darwin that in ‘a series of forms leading insensibly from ape to men the use of the term “man” would depend on the definition we used. “If man is defined as a creature who made tools deliberately, then these creatures were men, If he is defined as a creature with brain larger than that of a

gorilla, then these creatures, who had already invented the osteo-dontokeratic culture which man-kind inherited, and was still using a few thousand years ago, were only apes.”

Is bigfoot man or ape? Are we ape or man?

St. Louis Globe-Democrat

ST. LOUIS, MISSOURI

My Day at Limerock Preserve…

I hope everyone had a great Monday! What beautiful weather we had here today. I spent the early morning with Howard at another section of the river walk, then off to time by myself squatching in the forest. I caught some knocks and snaps on here a lot of beauty and even an X marks the spot.

This land once home to the Nipmuc, Narragansett and Wamponaag peoples. The main trail in this network was formed by an old trolley trail that ran from Providence to Woonsocket till the 1930s when they let nature take over the land. In the 1980s they began the process of transforming the land into the preserve.

There are big ledges of dolomitic marble that creates a special soil feeding over 30 rare plant species. This land has everything the big guy would need. Streams, pond, plant life and wildlife.

I haven’t heard of any sightings in this area yet, but I go here a few times a year maybe I’ll get lucky one day.

Just a side not for the paranormal enthusiasts,

Limerock, like quartz, is also thought of in the “stone tape theory” to store echos and energy of those that have passed on…

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wilberkelly – Blackstone River Valley National Historical Park (U.S. National Park Service)

Howard and I walked this park this morning around seven am this morning. We were trying to beat the heat. It was pretty busy already. He got to meet a beautiful little female chihuahua Lilian, who hung out with us for a bit.

I love everything about this park. The people, the beautiful river, and my favorite part the old mill looming over the river.

Blackstone Valley was the birthplace of the American Industrial Revolution and seeing these old mills makes me picture how hard the life must have been for the workers. I wonder if they found any joy looking at the river as I do. I hope so…

Here’s a few pics from our visit and a little info about where we where today from the Rhode Island parks department.

Wilbur Kelley House

https://www.nps.gov/blrv/learn/historyculture/wilberkelly.htm