Hi Dad,
Today we did some hiking-- Paul headed to a local ski resort to hike up, and I took the dogs on our usual Miner's Creek walk.
Though it rained a lot yesterday, it wasn't as muddy as I expected. Here, we approach a low-lying part of the trail with sticks laid across a puddle:
Below, Tootsie strikes an authoritative pose: What a handsome dog she is!
This foot bridge over Miner's Creek is in particularly bad shape. Not only does it have gaping holes, the whole thing sways with each footstep:
The wildflowers continue to flourish. This is larkspur or delphinium; I always forget how to tell them apart.
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