Saturday, July 6, 2019

Last Walk

My wife suggested we drive to Old Bahia Honda for one more dog walk before she took off for California by way of a hotel in Fort Lauderdale. We avoid the Miami airport where possible as the slightly smaller facility at Fort Lauderdale, a mere thirty minutes further north is much friendlier and easier to use.
 I turned on some filters to add drama to what I was seeing in this very familiar place.
 After a short while my wife turned back and Rusty and I were on our own. Not that he noticed:

 He was busy playing at being Tigger running and chasing.

 In the distance the brown Fiat 500 pulled out into the traffic and in an instant was out of sight.
I listed in my head the chores I have to do, alone for the time being.