The dogs and I were enjoying the scenic beauty of Clear Pond in the White Hill Wild Forest (see also Part 1, posted yesterday). Seamus was also enjoying the chilly water:
I was photographing wildflowers, and Jack came over to "help" me with this Red Trillium:
In spite of the black flies, it was a quiet and serene experience:
We walked back into the woods and picked up the hiking trail:
But soon walked back down to the pond:
Seamus went into the water once again, but the other dogs were careful to stay dry:
But it was time to return to our car, so once again we hit the trail:
I stopped at an old house foundation:
There was also a very large concrete foundation. I've heard that this was once a Boy Scout camp. There was an entryway under the floor slab which some wild animal had been using. I was worried that my dogs might try to go in there, but they wisely chose not to:
Before we left, we stopped at the brook which carried the runoff from Clear Pond. It too was scenic:
Seamus trotted across the brook as if it wasn't even there, but Daphne and Clover weren't so sure about crossing it;
Eventually Daphne, Clover, Fergus and Seamus crossed the brook, though Jack and I walked around and used the bridge:
Soon we were back at our little red car and on our way home:
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