This time of year my Labrador likes to spend a lot of time on her morning ambles because its cooler before the sun comes up and she puts in a lot of effort to walk as much as she can. For myself I'd rather be tucking myself up for a long morning's sleep after spending the night sitting up working, but if I were to ignore my dog's wishes I'd be turning my back on the likes of this:
By the time the sun has been in the sky a while temperatures will be getting close to ninety degrees and that's just too warm for a small dog in a heavy fur coat. That's when she likes to be indoors where the air conditioning makes the wooden floors cool enough for her to lie down and snore the sleep of the just.
I walk with my head in the air captivated by what the great Everglades photographer Clyde Butcher calls "Florida's mountains."
I am alone in being fascinated by the play of emergent sunlight on accumulated water vapor in the skies. Cheyenne keeps her head firmly to ground and spends the cool of the summer morning trotting back and forth chasing scents through the mangroves. All the pictures will enlarge if you click on them.
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