Today started out as a typical Saturday for me: Chris out golfing, me home with Reese and the dogs. Yeah, I said dogs. We’re watching a pug named Charlotte for the weekend. More on that later. I’m feeding Reese, changing her, and somehow trying to clean up the house in the meantime and I just decide that I want to get OUT.
Outside.
Into the clear, warm sunshiney day where the trees in the neighborhood are shimmering with oranges, crimsons, and golds. I decide that at some point I have to go leafing, perhaps in the afternoon. And leafing we do. Just Reese, me, my guest photographer Scott, the CX7, and miles of scenic by-ways.
I think we’re a little early for prime color showings, but the views are still nice.
