22 August, 2025

Morning walk, 22 August 2025

Let's start with yesterday evening:

And this morning: 

I tried to get a good photo of the dawn spreading its refulgent goodness through a space between trees and illuminating a sliver of the gardens but I failed.

I don't believe I've ever seen a squirrel chewing on bark. And it was absorbed in its activity as it didn't move even as I inched closer in full view.

This cat monitored the human as he traipsed down the block. 

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