|stable kitty Bonnie's new trick: stand up to be petted|
I kept hoping it would clear. I waited till almost noon. The drive to the stable had little visibility.
|yes, I safely stopped to take this photo. The nice thing about almost deserted country roads.|
And out on the trail it wasn't much better.
|a tiny sun tries to peek through the gloom|
Usually the fog does not work its insidious way this far north into the valley. It is wet and cold and just gets into your bones. So what better way to stay warm than to trot.
|which path to take|
|the road less traveled|
|not all is pretty: mud pit|
|old foundations, and much older rocks!|
During the ride I did not see the sun. Or anyone else on the trails. It was cold and damp…and a little bit magic.