There is something about a path....

There is something about a path....
Originally uploaded by Rexfree_99

This afternoon, Stuart came over for two hours to cut in some more paths, and I realized that there is just something so compelling about paths.
I love to follow deer trails, and so some of the paths that we have been mowing are very close to some of the existing trails, if not right on them.
Poor Stuart, he put in 7.5 hours of weed eating all today today and just couldn't do more on my place. I surely understood. This is a very hard time of year in his line of work.
The unfortunate thing that upset my pleasure in the day and walking the paths as so gross that I didn't even consider photographing it. I probably should have but so disgusting compared to animal scat which I photo graph all the time.
This was at the base of a beautiful Oak tree where Stuart had decided to wait before weedeating. There was a pile of soiled toilet paper and a mound of human feces. Shit! No attempt to bury it, or cover it up, or even secure the toilet paper.
I did that, and tomorrow I will take a bag over and dispose of it. I don't want to make any fisherman upset, but I do think that since it was so close to the water, and the boat ramp, that is was probably a boater, if not a fisherman. Who else was likely to carry around a large amount of toilet paper?
People people people...