|This and the next: some type of Four O'Clock|
Dr. K and I took an early morning hike on the Osha Trail just outside of Cloudcroft, New Mexico, and we sprinkled Becca's ashes at four or five appropriate places along the way. This was, perhaps, her favorite high country trail, and we couldn't help but picture her in numerous spots in the forest.
Early on during the trek we encountered a man hiking with his three Chihuahuas, and when I said, "You've got quite a crew there," he said, "They're a handful." I think that's the first time we've ever seen anybody trekking with that breed of dog.
We extended our hike a bit to avoid a young family, but we bumped into a throng of outdoor enthusiasts on the way down the mountain, almost all hiking with dogs. At the benches overlooking the Mexican Canyon trestle we stepped aside to let four or five people pass, each of them with a dog on a lead. The first dog was a Black Lab named Cooper, and he was very friendly, receiving head scratches from both Dr. K and me.
When we got back to our cabin we were greeted by Champ and Cowboy, who came to say hello and spent quite a while lying behind Whitey the CR-V while Dr. K and I obligingly scratched their bellies. It was great to spend time with them.
|Cottontail at 8500 feet|
|This and the next 3: Common Mullein|
|Common Mullein and Sunflowers|
|The view over the Mexican Canyon trestle to the low desert|
|Pines along the way|
|I think it's a young Townsend's Solitaire|
|This and the next: pinecones|
|Guess which trail|
|Flowers and trees|
|Look who paid us an extended visit: Champ and Cowboy|