Getting to Know the Land and a Horseshoe

Since I was home a little early yesterday, I decided to take some time to play in the stream with Bastian. It really is a beautiful stream, there are even some minnows in a few spots. It needs some cleaning up of some small amounts of trash around the edges (not sure if it washes down stream or what), and some branches that have been swept down stream. There are also a lot of thorn bushes along part of it that I’d like to clear some out so I can open up the stream more for resting (that’ll be a pain).

Dad says there’s a peaceful spot up the stream further in the woods that I’ll probably go check out at some point. I’m amazed at the amount of rocks around here. BIG rocks. We never had rocks like this down in Carroll County. I really like them.

Dad says he found an old horse-shoe in the garden. No clue if it was from a horse in the civil war or not, but I’m willing to bet it is more than likely simply because there’s an old civil war hospital two houses down from us. I want to get my uncle over with his metal detector and see what else is buried here.