The skies arte greay, the river is running fast. Everything is damp. It is wonderful for Kate who likes to dig and roll.
We saw 2 mallards flying up river following the aqua colored water. I was thinking how incredible it would be to have the river as a beautiful turquoise path to fly up.
We saw a man fishing with a very nice whicker basket that held his gear. He was bent over tying on a lure. He looked up and gave me a bonjour.
We also met a very fiesty white shepherd. He gave Kate a run for her money. The Shepherds sister was a little shitzu, party colored type. She had the loose tongue problem that you see every once in awhile. The world looked very big and scary to her. 
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