Old Sparky

Frankly, I had some much better photos to blip tonight, but it's been awhile since I blipped my buddy. This picture does tell so much about this place and about Kirb: the high summer fescue; the new growth on the trees; the worn paint on the barn; and most of all, the intense stare down waiting for me to throw the tennis ball for his retrieval. I can always blip the other stuff going on; better get the Big Man now.