After tromping around the backyard earlier today I headed down into the ravine for the first time in ages. I found this little cottonwood sapling.
In the middle of the ravine is makeshift fort that my niece, nephew, and the neighbor kids constructed several years ago. It is covered with string for some reason. Perhaps when people leave the wood becomes animate and attempts to do a cat’s cradle. I’m just trying to think of something logical.