Early in our trip, when we were in the mountains above Salida, Colorado, we visited a campsite that I associate very strongly with K. We took her there for a short camping trip about three weeks before she died. We'd been there every year for many years before that, and K was absolutely joyful during our entire stay there. She ran around with zip that belied her health condition. She showered me and the Runner in kisses. She slept contentedly in the sunshine after romping in the wildflowers.
We visited again late last summer after K was gone, and it was hard, very hard - I shed many tears. But, this time was different. My soul is healing, and my love for Shyla is growing by the day. She seemed to love the meadow where we camped as much as K did.
Last but not least, in case you missed recent posts, I'd be so grateful if you could vote for a photo that I entered in a trail camera contest. I explained how to vote in the last paragraph of a recent post. For those of you who have already voted, the contest says that it will accept one vote per email address so you don't need to try to vote again. Thank you so much!