It is still far too hot for hiking and, despite a brief afternoon thunderstorm, still too dry for mushrooms.
So we walked along the lake today to explore the shoreline.
I was intrigued by the way the plants there have adapted to adverse conditions in strikingly beautiful, creative ways.
I also came across a litter of feral kittens. I only got a brief glimpse of them before they raced into the culvert that was their home. One looked like a siamese — beige coat with dark ears and
tail. One was charcoal gray striped. And I don’t remember how the others were marked. I went back later to see if they had emerged from their hiding place, but saw no sign of them.
Not a lot to say today. I’ll let the photos do the talking.