I got out for a ride yesterday — me, Kitty, Peaches, and Xena. It’s really hard for me to get out of the house before nine o’clock or so, and during a heat wave it’s nearly impossible to get a ride in. Yesterday, though, wasn’t bad; so we headed out.
I hadn’t been down to the river for several days, so I was surprised to see that it was up. Not only that, there was water flowing downstream. That hasn’t happened for a long time. Apparently the upstream weirs must have been opened. The willows had their feet in the water. (And here’s the usual shot of Kitty’s ears.)
The dogs, of course, were ecstatic.
Farther up the trail, I found some really pretty spots. The large coarse leaves in the foreground, though, belong to cockleburs.
Watching Peaches push through them on the way back from her twelfth swim . . .
. . . I was really glad they were still green.
Coming home, I passed great-grandaughter Liliana hanging out with her pony.
It’s great to be a kid with a horse!