Lilly001
Senior Member
I remember spending a couple weeks one summer at my brothers cabin on the west side of the SMNF.
His place was overlooking a nice trout stream in a fairly wide valley.
When the neighbors got home from work almost every day at least one would fire up their mower and commence their battle with some very thick grass.
But at dark the valley returned to almost silence except for the babble of the stream.
Another of the memories that’s made my life worth it.
His place was overlooking a nice trout stream in a fairly wide valley.
When the neighbors got home from work almost every day at least one would fire up their mower and commence their battle with some very thick grass.
But at dark the valley returned to almost silence except for the babble of the stream.
Another of the memories that’s made my life worth it.