It was a beautiful day in the neighborhood. We went for a pre-birthday hike this afternoon.
It was Polly’s first trip to the mountains.
Headed up, up, uphill.
It’ll feel like I’m posting pictures of the same things over and over, but each part of the trail looked amazing and glorious and new.
Family shot. You try posing two dogs and making them wait while Daddy runs at them.
It was hard to keep the dogs from stepping on these. Unless I’m taking a photo of them they like to be where the camera is pointing.
You focus on one thing to take its picture, but then you turn around for a glorious other view or two.
There was no shortage of striking trees to photograph.
Time to head home. Sometimes the light was in our favor, sometimes not.
Having a Cezanne moment. Indulge me while I post a series of the same vista.
The shadow of the western mountain on the eastern mountain.
Tired and hungry, but nearly there. Polly cried or slept on the way home.