Cold miserable terribly windy day
Matching fur
Long ways down
Drifting through the draw
Heading towards the lake
Coming around a corner, and up a steep climb
Ducks clear at the back, over the top of the trees
Through the shadows
Coming over the hill
Through a gate
And down over another hill
Through another gate
Stringing along
Almost to the destination
Mission accomplished, though not very glamorously
Sundown is about upon us.
Shadows on yonder hills
Pastel sky
Did find a nifty old spotting scope out in the hills
It's sandy but everything seems to work.
Have no idea how old it is, or how long it's been laying out there.