Babes in the Wood

After yesterday's inertia we made the most of the dry (ish) weather and headed into the hills behind Kobe. As it was quiet the woofer spent the whole afternoon charging around off lead, investigating sniffs and sounds and chasing leaves and birds. Great day, fingers crossed for more of the same tomorrow.

If you listen carefully you will hear his little snores ;)

Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky.
Kahlil Gibran