Day's end

Friday rush hour.  We fought traffic up I-75 and past I-575.  We finally broke free and reached the Civil War fields around Lake Allatoona.  

We hiked the shoreline and explored the woodland pathways.   Clouds of bugs settled over the lake, where the fish snapped them up.  Deer moved in the gloom.  Larsen melted into the woods for minutes at a time.  He returned frothing from his runs, his sides working like a bellows.  I sat him in the water until he finally cooled.  The heavy evening air can be too hot for a hard-running dog.

We headed home in the near-dark evening.  We drove through a heavy rain that finally broke.  We got home, and got Larsen watered, settled, and fed.

Then Larsen and I sat on the back porch and watched it get dark.

Larsen enjoys the day's end.