Quite a difference from the photo I took from the same spot six days ago. The Black Forest Fire is 75% contained as I post this. Our house guests have returned home.
Unfortunately, the area is still considered under severe drought, and it will take more than a couple of days of occasional showers to fix. We are supposed to be getting hotter and drier weather again in a day or so.
Rion went to the Bad Place (aka the groomer’s) on Friday. What with one thing and another, this is the longest he had gone without grooming since he was a puppy. (The downside of a dog that doesn’t shed is that they have to be groomed regularly.) I had forgotten what a trim dog was underneath all the fluff. He looked like a 1970’s shag carpet. Oddly enough, although he was shaking when I parked the car at the Bad Place, he followed quite readily into the anteroom. Then he planted his butt looking dreadfully pathetic until the groomer scooped him up and carried him off.
I swiped this photo from Jack, who took it last week. A small herd of elk has been hanging out near our house recently.
It’s pretty, but I really hope this was the last storm before next autumn.
Taken by my iPad. (’cause seriously, my DSLR would have done a better job if I had used it.)
One knows it’s foggy when one can see the fog in the courtyard.
