It’s been a great summer weather-wise, and I’m sad to see that it’s fading. My evening hikes with Pete are starting to feel a bit rushed. The sun sets fast these days, and it doesn’t take long for the woods to get dark. Luckily my trusty dog almost glows in the dark, a little pit bull beacon leeading the way.
On the weekends, though (when it’s not raining, and when my car is running), we head for the hills. Last weekend I took a hike with Nicole, Cyndi and Nina (a friend of Cyndi’s I’d never met). And now, I’m sitting here on a Saturday morning, moping because my car isn’t working and I can’t leave town for a hike. Lucky for me Nicole captured 35 seconds of last weekend’s adventure so I can relive the fun again and again.
I can’t tell you how happy I am that she didn’t film while I was puking.