We woke up this morning to the steady patter of rain. A raw, gloomy chill hung over the house. Plus our newspaper was late. Blech.
After a few deep sighs, I accepted. After all, as Kathleen said, we have to walk the dogs anyway. We might as well go someplace different and more interesting.
Not nearly as bleak as its name suggests, Mount Misery is a set of trails a few minutes’ drive from our respective houses. Bordered on one side by the Sudbury river, its trails lead up a hill, through the woods, and past a pond. There’s farmland in the area as well.
The woods always feel so peaceful in the rain.
Karina and Zoe had a blast.
They even made some new friends.
There was a remnant from Hurricane Sandy.
A tree eating a sign …
and a lost and found.
It was a beautiful walk. In the end, I was grateful for the rain.
And my walking companion was ready for a nap.