Karl and a bit of mountain gold
We left for an afternoon walk with the sun starting to hit the tree tops and a strong breeze which was causing larch needles to drop all around us. The first vista when we cleared the woods was of gold and mountains and blue, blue sky…
Karl had been napping in the motorhome most of the day. Random gunshots kept him in one of his favorite hidey-holes between the back of the motorhome and the bed. I was in and out of it most of the day and kept trying to coax him out but he was having none of it. Finally, I got a bit more insistent and off we went. Once he got going, he was full of it – sure, HE was plenty rested!
…afternoon walk…
Stand and sniff the air…
Sit for a bit and enjoy…
Get a good bottom scratch…
…and a bit more gold at the end of the walk.