More margins

This is another one of those places that Callie likes to walk. Here, we're next to the piney woods, a place that we've walked a few times. The brush is thick on the edges, but we can usually find a deer path in. Once inside, the walking is nice because there is no undergrowth, and the ground is covered with a thick layer of pine needles. Callie has an easier time than I do because she doesn't have to duck and weave around the low branches.

Someone mows a wide swath of the tall grass between the piney woods (left) and this vineyard parcel (right).

Bert surprised us yesterday afternoon with a mole. He rarely catches moles (this may be his third in eight or nine years) and he doesn't even attempt to eat them. I read that cats don't like to eat moles. They must taste bad or something. I hope he got this one from our back yard. They're not very active right now, however. I think that the dry summer has driven them down toward the stream beds where the ground is more damp and there's more food to be had.