Alright, summers are always full of sun and rain. It just feels different this year. Wilmington sits on top of the spine of Vermont. It is a decent descent to either Brattleboro or Bennington. The storms this summer have been both widespread and very localized. The flood events are obviously the widespread systems, but the majority seem to be these pop up storms. There is no rain to the west until the air is pushed up to a higher elevation, Wilmington, where it cools and rains on us. It is the nature of weather. But the rain is getting old. Yesterday was a spectacular day at the lake. Mid to upper 80's, not much humidity, just small puffy clouds passing through and water temperature that is still refreshing. Sure, I should have done something a bit more physical, but when the perfect days come about like yesterday, one has to take advantage of them because they are fleeting. It is one or two then let it rain again. So today was a bit wet early, cleared some, then got very wet again and brought some cold with it. I took advantage of that window of clearing and headed up the Adams Hill Branch of the Rock River for some rock hounding. Found the green nickel mineral, granierite and a brown druzy quartz. I would have stayed longer, but the mosquitos were horrendous. I have to walk up the river/stream (about 20' across and very rocky) to the source. The northwest side of the stream is old hemlock forest that looks ancient, fantastical and comforting. It helps too that it was filled with a wide variety of fungi. Too many chantrelles to pick. I really should find a restaurant that wants them. It seems a waste to let them rot in the forest. The saving grace being their spores will fall to fruit again at a future date.
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