It's Tuesday afternoon, and I'm watching the rain come down in sheets. Even though Mke and I worked outside this morning on accumulating firewood, I'm still feeling a bit boxed in. It's hard to believe it's already July, and we've not done much porch sitting...too cold or too rainy. Remind me next month how I was whining here. On Saturday, I finally got to see the dinosaur tracks at the top of the Silvershields Trail. You might remembr we tried to do it last fall, I think, and when we encountered a big tree that had fallen over the trail, it freaked out Dempsey for some unknown reason. Mike, Mirabella, and I got over it pretty quickly, but he just couldn't, so we had to come down. This time, the OTG had taken care of everything on the trail a few months back, and we were able to get to the top. Oh, my, the tracks are so worth the effort to get up, about 4.5 miles round trip. There aren't a lot of wildflowers, enough to keep me happy, but the for