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July 2009 Archives
My Front Yard:
My front yard is a wood-fenced rectangle about 20 by 24 feet. It has been a multi-use part of my property serving as the "dog yard," "bird feeding area," and general buffer between the house and street. I am not a compulsive lawn manager and only reluctantly give in to the need to mow. This front yard area, though, always had a thick, green grass cover and was visibly healthier and more robust than any other lawn on my street. I attributed this to moderate applications of dog urine from two very gentle, very urinarily healthy dogs, Shiga (a golden retriever) and Danny (a schnauzer mix).
My front yard is a wood-fenced rectangle about 20 by 24 feet. It has been a multi-use part of my property serving as the "dog yard," "bird feeding area," and general buffer between the house and street. I am not a compulsive lawn manager and only reluctantly give in to the need to mow. This front yard area, though, always had a thick, green grass cover and was visibly healthier and more robust than any other lawn on my street. I attributed this to moderate applications of dog urine from two very gentle, very urinarily healthy dogs, Shiga (a golden retriever) and Danny (a schnauzer mix).
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June 10, 2009: Laurel Highlands Trail
Deborah and I had to meet the Pennsylvanian Amtrak train in Greenburg at 6:50 pm and, so, decided to spend the afternoon on a section of the Laurel Highlands Trail nearby. We drove past Ligoneer to a parking area off of Rte 271 and stepped off on the north bound trail that represents the last day's section for those hardy few that backpack the entire 70 miles. We had several time and weather (there was a coming rain storm predicted to start at 5 pm) constraints, so we planned only 1 ½ hours "in" and a retrace of our steps on a 1 ½ hour "out."
It was a humid, cloudy day not quite hot, but very steamy. We carried water and plenty of insect repellant. When the breeze died down, the mosquitoes swarmed around our heads, legs, and arms.
Deborah and I had to meet the Pennsylvanian Amtrak train in Greenburg at 6:50 pm and, so, decided to spend the afternoon on a section of the Laurel Highlands Trail nearby. We drove past Ligoneer to a parking area off of Rte 271 and stepped off on the north bound trail that represents the last day's section for those hardy few that backpack the entire 70 miles. We had several time and weather (there was a coming rain storm predicted to start at 5 pm) constraints, so we planned only 1 ½ hours "in" and a retrace of our steps on a 1 ½ hour "out."
It was a humid, cloudy day not quite hot, but very steamy. We carried water and plenty of insect repellant. When the breeze died down, the mosquitoes swarmed around our heads, legs, and arms.
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