4th at Pine Creek

Sasha can’t stand fireworks so we left town before dusk and headed out to Pine Creek. It’s a prickly world out there but still very beautiful by the creek. We walked out to Barber Rd. after dark and watched the distant, silent fireworks through binoculars across the vast Tuscan mudflow with the Big Dipper over our heads.

This morning we went up to a swimming hole that was full of bullfrog tadpoles. Michael thought you might want to see one up close… I wouldn’t harm one but hope some heron or egret moves in to cut these guys back in their numbers.