Kingsley and I were out the door earlier than I had planned this morning, and after unloading a kiln, the bank still wasn’t open.
I could have driven across town to the branch that opens early, but, the air smelled like this
so Kingsley and I explored the nature trail behind Cleveland State Community College.
Sassafras trees make me glad I live here. As a child I learned to pick a stem and chew on the spicy sweet wood. Since then I heard that it contained a carcinogen, but sometimes I am still reckless enough to disengage the cerebral warnings and take the sweet wildness between my teeth.
I think this is going to be bountiful year for huckleberries and blackberries. Good for bears, and other omnivores. I’m going to get my buckets ready.
I trudged right on by this little guy, but Kingsley got quite excited…
No, buddy, we can’t take it home with us. Salmonella, and I think having a wild turtle as a pet is illegal in some states? (I read too much.)
But mostly because you would terrorize it all day, every day.