The turnips are ready to harvest. Now I need to develop a taste for them. Evan says roast them. I’ll try that.
Woman gathering her weeds in preparation of winter. Ha!
An oak tree in the Baldwin Woods.
These elk were in a herd of about 60-80 in Boxley Valley, Buffalo National River in Arkansas.
After you tree guys left, I thought I knew how to identify a Sassafras tree, but now, I’m doubting it. Is this one?
This is a popular Ozark landmark. While I was with these people on the rock, a couple of them got so close to the edge it made me nervous. They were quite calm about it, though. Cheryl posed for me also, but I was unable to get as good a shot as this one.
This is my mother and sister, Paula. The photo was taken by my father, probably about 1966. Ernie just reminded me of the Argus C-3 camera, which is the one my dad used. Not too bad a picture considering the difficult lighting.
Cheryl formed some balls from the vines growing up in our back treeline. They laid around in the yard for a few weeks until we decided to do this with them. The birds seem to enjoy having another place to perch on their way to the feeder. Our biggest problem now is naming this new structure.