473: rain camping

Day one: Settling into camp. Laughter, bonfire.


Day two: The rain started around noon and went until past dinnertime. When the sun arrived, for such a brief moment, the mood rose up.


Day three: Today was bright and sunny, though we didn't stick around for much longer after breakfast. It began raining again; as I write this, there is thunder and lightning.


Also see: a few thoughts on camping pregnant / camping with an infant on roots + wings, my "baby blog." (Or rather, my "parasite blog." Wah!)

453: first hay creek of 2010

What perhaps makes me the most sad is that this short trip took Penelope out of commission for the weekend (yesterday, Ryan took Z to the bluff in an attempt to calm him before book club; it worked... sort of). Her limp is becoming more pronounced, and I think it's time to call the surgeon.

But to watch these two romping through the creek is such a gift. The delight!

Oh, and I am amused that I caught the very moment when Penny lost her collar in the creek. Gone, gone, a little sacrifice to the water gods.

430: a good afternoon

We took the dogs up Memorial Bluff this weekend.

Zephyr, in true bowling ball fashion, slammed into me as I was taking photographs of him and Penelope running with a stick. Somehow I didn't fall; I think it was the yak tracks. When I recovered, I looked at him, and he was happily panting away, the biggest dumb grin on his face. Silly boy and his gracelessness. He gets that from me, you know.