Well, here we are. North again, watching the last remnants of summer turn to fall.
This is what winter starts to look like.
Out of the water. Temporary storage on the beach. Snow fences. Sigh.
There was a chipmunk torturing Samson most of Friday.
It didn't end well for the chipmunk. I will leave it at that.
After the hunt, he was ready for a swim.
It's beautiful here. Like the summer we didn't quite have.
One more night here. Dinner, a fire in the fire ring, beautiful stars, and full hearts. Cheers from EOTE.