Dennis and I went hiking on the back roads around Newton, NH. Everything is verdant and vibrant following the rains. The rhododendrons, azaleas, and spring flowers add colors not seen in Florida. We also saw golden finches, robins, cottontails, and other small woods animals.
I had not realized how much I missed the smell of newly mowed NH grass. What goes for grass in Florida does not have the same fragrant attraction.
We walked with our packs and while pushing a baby stroller. This week we will do both simultaneously. While I push Ronan, Dennis has our granddog on a leach, which greatly slows him done. We are always calling out to Grandpa and Jasper to hurry up. We purchased some of our food goods and will add those to the pack after we go through them one final time.
It is still cool here…only in the 40s at night. I’m hoping it will warm up by next week. Even the training in NH is not preparing me for sleeping on the ground in cold nights. Am I becoming a 65-year-old wimp?
