It was chilly so I put on sweats, two sweaters and socks with my flip flops, I am never quite ready to give up my flip flops. They stand waiting for me all year by the door. As you can see muck boots would have served me better.
Lil is waiting patiently for me to throw the stick. Note the Beggar's Lice sticking to her fur. Now nature knew what she was doing when she made these seeds.
After the dog run, Seymour refreshes himself in a shallow pool. He is with me every step unless a rabbit or squirrel distracts him.
The rain has washed so much sand into the creek bed, you can not really see the water, it looks like sand only.