It’s been a while since we’ve walked down by the Wakarusa. As we poked around through the woods, we tried to remember when the last time we passed by some of the familiar landmarks. I know it wasn’t in the summer, too much and too many—undergrowth and ticks.
The river was down a little.
I’m amazed at how trees seem to reach up forever with plenty of river moisture.
But, because of the abundance of moisture, might not grow down deep enough roots to withstand a Kansas wind storm.
There were several fishing. Wonder if the crappie are moving up the river yet. It would seem early. Might have to dig up a few worms and wet a hook this week.
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