After Monday's escapade, I thought any outing I attempted today should be on surer footing...so I headed out this afternoon for a walk through the woods at the VIC (Visitors Interpretive Center) in Paul Smiths.
It wasn't the prettiest day we've had lately...but is there really a bad day to be in the woods?
Walking along the heron march, I ran across a placard that brought me face-to-face with an old friend.
"The tonic of wilderness." That's just what I was there for!
Yes, I think I'll have another...