Monday morning I woke up to trees being removed at the house next to me. Not a bad idea if you a view of the creek, but it’s Wednesday. I’m beginning to wonder. Are they leaving any? I have visions of their house slipping into the creek.
The guy by the road got another dump trunk load of dirt for his back, so he was pushing that around all day. Normally, he only does this evenings and weekends. He must have taken the day off. His land has always been lower than the rest of us and he’s trying to remedy it. It needs a lot of work.
Then on the other side, my neighbor has decided to put in a boat ramp. He has had several truckloads of rocks delivered. I’m not talking three inch rocks. I’m talking three foot bolder type. Do you know what that sounds like falling out of a big truck? And it’s right at the river’s edge.
I managed to snap a few pictures of a mother Wood Duck and her chicks in the rain. I was surprised to see them by the house.
Up a Creek in Lower Slower Delaware 