Another foggy morning. This one had frost as well.
Roxy and Dui suddenly took off racing down the track and over the edge towards the river.
They raced back and forth, crashing through the underbrush.
Suddenly a 'roo bounded up the slope,
over the paddock fence and into the distance.
(Sorry no photo it took HER by surprise.)
Now where did that pesky 'roo go?
|Roxy is looking in the right direction, but it is long gone.|
If you look VERY closely, you can see the 'sun' trying
hard to burn off the fog.
it succeeded--we had a beautiful day!
(the puddles are from a bit of rain we had the other day.)
Do you think we look like real scottish dogs?