Since rain is forecast for the next couple of days and today was a fantastically beautiful fall day, Papa Pea and I took off this afternoon for a hike.
He was hoping to get in some grouse hunting, and I wanted to gather some fall foliage for decorating our window boxes.
My goal was attained quite successfully. Hubby's . . . not so much.
We did flush out four grouse. Three immediately took flight while one stayed on the ground . . . and apparently disappeared down a magic rabbit hole because we couldn't locate him for love nor money.
Even though there was a stiff breeze while we were tromping in the woods, we commented on how good it felt. That was, at least, until around about 4:00 when the temp dropped, and it seemed the breeze went from balmy to a bit on the nippy side in a matter of minutes.
We drove down to the landing at one of our favorite lakes, and the breeze was so strong and downright uncomfortable standing on the dock that we decided that was the signal to head for home.
Once here Papa Pea did some mowing while I made a quiche for dinner . . . a new recipe that turned out scrumpdillyishous! (More to come on that soon.) A great way to end an enjoyable afternoon.
Even if the meal didn't include some tender grouse breast meat.