The trail was all yours today.
We got out about 10:00 this morning while the sky was misting. The air hung there, like it does in Washington all those wet months. Nobody goes out when it’s like that here. The trail was abandoned, the way it is when we could let you lose and you could race up and back along the trail chasing squirrels and rabbits into the brush and up the trees.
But it was just the three of us today. I could still see you though.
