Hiking Tennessee: Ye Old Red Post

The paved path…I would find out later how slippery this really was…


I just like the contrast, dampened and bright…


Path on the side…


Overlooking some marina…a few of my carion bird friends were nosing around but they decided to ride an air current and wouldn’t stay still for a picture…


Is it just me- it can’t be- or can you just imagine this as the road to Rivendell…


On the way back, after hiking over grass and gravel, my boots were naturally dampened. After a second or two on the slate, I stumbled. I righted myself, but not four seconds later tripped completely and fell flat on my arse. Here’s the photo I unintentionally took…


D@mn squirrel kept following my vehicle, and then shimmied up a nearby tree branch once I stopped to photograph him…rodent…


Canopy…


Return of the long lost Friday Haiku-

slender wings dipping
the unconquered summoning
a dark shifting sea

…waiting, Maximus…