Monday, October 30, 2017

Mornings are golden

True, some more than others. This one was very golden, so I thought I'd share (sure is prettier than canned wieners).


Every day at sunrise, the dog and I walk over into our bay to visit with the beavers who are still adding more branches to their raft of winter food, and more logs to their huge castle. They're used to us and just go about their business.
Later on, it's like walking on sunshine with the sun angling lower and lower in the sky every day. Bliss.


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