|The Cabin at Mountain Glen in Cobden, Illinois|
Little cabin in the woods
Little old man at the window stood
Saw a rabbit hopping by
Then knocking at his door
|Meadow view from the Cabin|
"Help me! Help me, sir!" he said.
"Or the hunter shoot me dead!"
|Passionflower vine in the meadow|
"Come, little rabbit, come inside,
Safely to abide..."
Yes, I really am off my rocker, just in case you were wondering--off my rocker on the cabin porch and back to work in Florida. Vacation in Southern Illinois is over. Or is it?
I am still savoring wild cherries and wondering what elderberries (if that's what those pink berries are) taste like...
Taking a boat ride on Kinkaid Lake to a favorite jumping-off point...
Shooting wild turkeys--with the camera--just as the sun comes up...
Watching Grandson take his first hike in Giant City State Park...
Taking advantage of family photo opps...
Thinking that silliness abounds when Grandson's around.
I can't leave Southern Illinois without bringing home some of its summertime bounty. The peaches are from Rendleman Orchards in Alto Pass. Tomatoes are courtesy of a generous brother-in-law who loves to garden.