mud and ruts rather than blood and guts

The path near my house leads to solitude, quiet, open space.  I walk there as often as possible.  To put my thoughts back in order when my life is not. I lose my sense of humor if I don't go for a walk. 

Mud and ruts are better than blood and guts. 

Also seen near my house:

Some random kids climbing a rock.

Snowy elk eating our yard.

Summit from the Peak