The dogs and I were hiking in Degrasse State Forest (see also previous two posts) and had already been swimming in an oxbow of the Grasse River and seen a privately owned cabin in the forest. We were on our way back to the car:
I spotted a large patch of Yarrow in bloom along the way:
The dogs were no longer running ahead and needing me to holler at them. They were happy, tired and satisfied:
The forest of mixed conifers and hardwoods was beautiful, though the underbrush was thick:
I'd seen a coyote cross the road on my way to the trail head so I wanted the dogs to stay near me even more than I usually do:
Our walk back was leisurely and comfortable. I enjoyed the sights and sounds, the dogs enjoyed the scents:
Clover, who usually leads the way, began to lag and stay close to me:
But we were all happy and feeling as if we'd had a grand experience:
I got a stone in my shoe and stopped to get it out, so Fergus came back to see what was slowing me down:
We were almost back to the car and I felt some sadness that this hike was almost over:
We arrived back at the car:
But before we left, I saw this lovely pond. It was on private property, so we couldn't investigate - but I did take a photo:
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