Fun with Blogger!

I apologize if this post seems incoherrent. Mom has had some issues with blogger today and had to remove a bunch of old pictures to make room for the new ones, which seems to confuse them. Anyway, last Friday Mom and I went back to Borderland State Park. This time, though, we went on one of the side trails, which the book described as "canine fitness trails." The vet thinks I am pudgy, so Mom wanted to make me work more.

Someone has cut an awful lot of wood.

This is a path. Mom thought you'd think it was pretty.

Me!

Sniff.

French trail, huh?

Maybe there will be some wine and cheese!

No wine, but there is water coming up from the ground.

Drink!

Sometimes there were bridges.

No cheese yet, but I'll keep looking!

They weren't kidding about this being a fitness trail!

It was a really pretty trip, though.

See?

Look at me!

Is there someone French behind the tree?

Pretty leaves.

Mom really liked them.

Me!

Pretty scene.

This doesn't do justice to the height of this drop off.

If we go this way, there's a raccoon?

Down!

Grin.

Now we're on the Split Rock Trail.

More bridge.

Me.

This was actually the last picture we took.

Blogger rearranged things though.

This is ok, because I am a free-form doggy.

Another split rock.

2 trees or one?

Wompatuck in the Fall

Yesterday, Mom took me back to Wompatuck. It's been a while! It's such a beautiful site, we were both very happy to see it in the fall. We met a new friend, a black lab named Jura. Jura was more interested in leaning on Mom and getting scritches than in playing with me, but that's okay. I love him anyway. I love everyone except horses. And zombies.

This was our first sight upon embarking on the path from the car.
Path.
Another path view.
Me!
I'm such a happy dog!

Mom says she had a bush like this in the front yard growing up.
She associates it with her mom, although she's not sure why.
Stroll!
Another path.
Bridge.

Smile!
Huh. According to the smell, this fence post is the property of Jura the Dog.
Big smile!
This was just a really pretty little glade or whatever. Mom is weird, she really likes this stuff.
Rock with a thing on it.

Look how good I am, not menacing the thing!
I wonder what the thing is.
?
Lonely little bunker.
Dog going down the hill!

Among the leaves.
You take too many pictures, Mom!
Brackish water - my favorite! Mom wouldn't let me go for a swim since I had a bath yesterday.
There are no wires connected to this.
Pretty scene.