Just at sunrise this was the view to the east.
And to the west, a symbol of hope. A little later a nice shower fell but I don't think it amounted even to a tenth of an inch.
We're finalizing preparations for a to-do that commences in a few days, the Palmer Long Outdoor Weekend, Muscatine Edition. The working-out of the acronym is left as an exercise for the reader.
We're keen to get the trails in good shape, so Alan and I were out with the chainsaw and rotary brush mower, pushing through the spots where fallen trees obstructed the old tractor trails that we're re-establishing, and finishing the surfaces.
Eye Chair exposed! It had been buried beneath a fallen, over-mature black cherry.
That black cherry is now a stack of logs. We're looking into ways we might market the wood, possibly as stock for lathe turners, lumber for furniture or flooring, or gunstock blanks.
Here a trail branches into a loop through Cedar Grove. Counting the field perimeters I think we've got about three miles of trail at this point, with a wonderful variety of vantages, up and down hills, along the creek, past the old growth giants.
And we've essentially completed the shooting platform at the trap range. It is a very sturdy construction!
We've got some other features in store for our guests this weekend, and those that follow. But that is all for today!