Morning walks

It's unseasonably cool here for August. It's the noon hour and only 72'. Dont get me wrong- I am not pining for heat. Woke up this morning to fog laying low and a dog raring to go for a walk. I don't know how, but she knows my days off from work days. And when I am off- that means she gets a morning walk. By the time I get my shoes on, Darla has already clocked two miles racing around the house, up and down the hall, in and out the back door. I just can't get my shoes on fast enough for her! We went to the local park for a two mile walk. Some of the walk goes thru park grounds, and the other half is a trail thru oak trees, tall grass, Queen Ann's lace and wild shrubbery. In the cool morning the smell of sage is wonderful, and the birds and squirrels are busy. Once in a while we see deer or coyote- but not today.
Now back home, Darla is pooped out and it's time for her nap.