Sorry about that. I hope that wasn't too disturbing.
A more pleasant discovery were a pair of old-fashioned rosebushes in the far back corner of the yard. They are loaded with the sweetest little coral-colored buds and delicate pink blossoms. I love these kind of roses—big blowsy bushes that fill up corners and soften fences.
The summertime creek is clean and clear and pretty shallow. You can see that nice blue sky reflected in a corner of the picture. See, we do get nice weather in Oregon. I'm still looking for a frog in this creek. I hear them, but haven't yet seen one.
Another artifact found in the undergrowth. Maybe it contains a clue to the "murder".