Just setting out on the Osha Trail |
A snail shell in Dr. K's palm |
The always eager Becca |
Ahead of the pack |
No middle ground |
Becca in a remnant of high country snow |
Just setting out on the Osha Trail |
A snail shell in Dr. K's palm |
The always eager Becca |
Ahead of the pack |
No middle ground |
Becca in a remnant of high country snow |
How many doves? It wasn't unbearable for Dr. K, Willow and I this morning, but it was damned close: hot, sunny, humid, nary a breeze. ...
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Becca, loving snow, headed right toward it.
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