If you look carefully at the photo below, you'll see that we had a dog ghost sprint through our bird feeding area this morning. She was visiting to go for a run with R and the Runner. She moved so fast that she was transparent!
After I took care of K this morning, I headed out for a bike ride on my own. I started on my favorite trail that wends along a canyon wall, facing either west or north for its entire course. The sun hadn't touched the trail itself yet but the tops of a few aspens were afire with sunlight in the midst of the dark forest.
It was another Indian Summer day, a day to be celebrated and a day to enjoy the sun on my skin. Yellow cottonwood trees glowed against the bluebird sky.