Went for a long walk in one of my favorite places; rolling fields speckled with woods and the Blue Ridge piedmont as a backdrop. The area also sports an equine veterinary medical and research facility, so we got to see some of our long-faced friends. Hubby fed them handfuls of fresh grass from our side of the fence and appeared to enjoy it more than our friends did eating it.

We stumbled upon cave art in a ruined building. Fallen-down houses are a bit sad. I always wonder who built them, who lived in them, and what they’d think to see their homes crumbling to dust. Other artworks stumbled upon:

• The meandering paths of insects underneath tree bark
• A stone wall
• A bridge in the middle of a field
• Insect holes in hardened mud at the butt of an uprooted tree
• An interesting gate (which I never tire of photographing)