First official day of Spring Break 2014 was 80 degrees after one of the longest and coldest winters in St. Louis that I've ever experienced. The previous Monday was our eighth snow day of the season--with wind chills around -20. So this 80 degree day had all of our hearts thawing. . . .I took Pat and Lynnie up the hill to the Muschany Cemetery. Hadn't been up there in a couple of years, since the geocaching field trip two years ago April when Kelly Barban and I took some Creative Writers on this trail. Some time during the last two years, the well-tended barbed wire fence around the cemetery has been torn down so that one can walk inside and inspect the tombstones. Before, you could only closely inspect the stone of the baby Catherine, aged three, that faces in a direction that has protected it from erosion.
Juneau was hilarious on this day--darting everywhere--with Lynnie fussing over her and giving her water. When she got back to Pat and Lynnie's, she was dogged tired, but up for more adventures the next day.
A very "True Detective" Scene on the trail. Lynnie pointed out that the reflection would make a cool, if melancholy picture.
It got very hot--and in spite of my hat and sunscreen, my face burned, which has me worried like it never used to. Still, we hiked three hours and I was pleased to find that even after my sick and inactive winter, I was able to make it without being very sore the next day.
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