Some days, actually hiking is less tempting than the alternatives. We’re at the Ice Cream Man’s house near Lyme, NH. Honeybuns and Scout play croquet while Burnout burns out and Voldy and I hang out on the porch. The air is filled with hummingbirds and finches, butterflies and bees. The sun is warm and welcoming after a dreary evening of rain last night. We’ve got big miles to do before the post office in Glencliff closes tomorrow, though. Off we go. (July 31, 2015)