How quickly the time slips away! I took the pictures posted here on Thursday, Sept. 24, which is now more than a week ago. Seems like yesterday. Much has happened since then, though. Mike spent two days packing for a hunting trip to Montana. Now he and Bess are enjoying said trip while Nellie and I are staycating.
One wonderful thing about autumn is that we can walk in the fields, so while Mike was off on his bicycle, the dogs and I walked down the lane and into the fields north of the house and above the draw. I love to see and take pictures from places I don’t ordinarily access. Our destination was the top of the grassy patch you see in the center of this photo.
Of course, the dogs had a blast! Bess ran and ran with the energy of the pup she is, while Nellie ambled and sniffed and pondered the meaning of life. They both seem to enjoy getting off the road as much as I do. Nellie prefers walking in dirt to walking on gravel.
Here you can see the lane which lies on the boundary between "June's place" (left) and ours. This is behind the burned pines which sit where the road turns into the lane. Note the haziness -- smoke from controlled burns.
And below perhaps you can spy Nellie as she investigates one of her favorite spots among the pines.
An interesting point is that while the house appears to sit on a hill from this angle, the bigger view from the south east shows it's actually in a bowl. One neighbor called it "that Dobson hole." KW