Looking Back

On the last morning of our time at Sunriver, I always take Kirby out to the marina for one last walk and swim. I have several pictures of him in this field, some in minus-two degree snow and ice, some in ninety degree heat. I like the ones with the copper edges of the river grass glowing in the summer sun. He doesn't always do it, but here he's looking back to see if I'm following. I'm here, just like always.