It poured here all day yesterday. But this morning is dry and
breezy and warm for October.
The dog and I walked to the end of the driveway to get the paper
and the air smelled fresh and clean. It was still dark–just
beginning to get light.
Before coming into the house I waited for Woody to drink some
water from a rain puddle by the garage.
There are worse things than waiting for your dog while the
breezes whisper through the trees on a new morning.