Parts of the trail were muddy, squish, squish, squish we go.
I don't know what this is called... red stuff in the water.
Cierra's backside.
Cierra grazing like an Elk on the green grass.
Tree branch one eyed monster.
The trail.
Recent rain water.
Cool rocks.
Creek water.
Cierra leads the way.
She's so patient with me having her pose in silly places.
At one point I told Mr. Bosseh-Pants the trail should be named "over and under" because that's what we do while hiking. He said it should be called "box of chocolates" (My momma always said, "Life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get." -Forrest Gump). I think we're both right.
Little flowers.
Rocks. I need to take a geology class so I know why these rocks look like this and what they are called.
More cool rocks.
Morgan City Wash scenery.
"What do you mean you can't go under this branch like I did?".
Thirsty girl gets a drink from the cold creek water.
Cierra enjoys the scenery.
Rocks in rocks. Whey do they look like that? How does this happen? Hmmm...
Javelina prints.
Flowers. Or weeds. Whatever.
Cattails.
Cierra swims in the pool.
Swim, swim, swim.
"It's slippery mom - help...".
Mr. Bosseh-Pants smiles despite being showered with a spray of water from Cierra's swim.
The waterfall at the pool.
A look down at the pool.
Cierra rests while we eat lunch.
Cattail fuzzies.
Cattail fuzzies.
Morgan City Wash scenery.
The happiest hiking dog ever.
"What's Mr. Bosseh-Pants doing?"
"If you wore no shoes like me you wouldn't get pebbles in them, *snicker*".
A beautiful sunny day. (It was 71 degrees today, wish you were here Hanna).
The trail.
"Moo" eats more grass.
What is this?
There is more water than usual from the recent rains.
My pretty girl.
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