Things Are a Changing

On Wednesday after moping around the lodge burping and farting for a couple hours, Kobae that is, ok, maybe both of us, took a little hike down into the backyard by the creek. A creek that five or six years ago the dogs, Bishop and Chewey, and Kobae and I would hike across this little one foot deep by three feet wide creek to the other side and up to the gravel pit. Two years ago rains doubled it in size and this year has expanded it to ten feet deep in places and 20 to 30 feet wide in others.