You'll understand the title when we get to the last part...
Sunday
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It was 34F when we got up. So we waited till after the post lunch nap... when it was 36. |
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Bright... and oddly hazy |
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See? Hazy. |
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"Daddy, Daddy! A doggie! A doggie!" |
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Even a little cloud across the sun dropped the temps to, "I wish I'd have worn another layer..." |
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Just to prove there still is a river. Too cold for Misty to be interested. |
Monday
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Rained last night, still feels like it |
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Looks like it, too |
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This poor doggie must be old... owner had to lift him out of the car. But once out, he ran for joy- not gracefully, but joyfully! |
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Not really warm enough to lose yer shirt, dude |
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"NOW it's river time!" |
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A long way to a shallow wade |
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Practicing my 'moving targets'. This also comes in handy later. |
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Misty observing her kingdom from the Big Hill up by Coliseum |
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The deer's path through extreme South Canal |
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Things you don't notice with all those leaves |
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Misty thinks she hears something |
Tuesday
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"This is more like it!" |
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Except for the wind... Misty's ears aren't real happy |
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NOW can she find the hidden path? |
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Looking good... |
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...and voila! |
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And a dip at Scrappy's Landing |
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A couple of shots of Stony Run crossing the mud flats |
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Seriously? You're gonna lose a used, but nice, leather jacket? |
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Checked for ID, no dice. UPDATE: It had been retrieved by Wednesday |
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Just taking a look. One dip is enough! |
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Checking out the afternoon traffic |
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Downtown from Mushroom Ridge. |
And Wednesday....
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3PM and back to overcast |
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That tree is staring at us |
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Doggie senses discers |
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Don't Drink and Disc.... |
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Oh, did I mention we have the Return of the Mole Who Hit The Rock? |
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Ice on the pooled up west side of the bridge |
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"Yippie! It's mixed drink season again!" |
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Lotsa mud, little river |
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"Wait, Daddy, what's that???" |
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A BALD EAGLE! My first! |
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Later, we interrupted the duck double-date... |