Linear thought is a flaw.
As a dog, I like to cozy up on the sofa, pull up a glass of coffee and cookies and pretend to be human. I sometimes think that I wasted my time learning new tricks rather than playing outside.
Tuesday, July 29, 2014
Forest Park in the early morning.
Passed quite a few trail runners in the morning, but it was still much less crowded than later in the day when hordes come through here to escape the heat.
There aren't many scents as calming as a forest filled with fir needles and the heavy, humid air from a running creek.
On the Wildwood Trail between Lower Macleay and Holman fire lane
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