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Our World Tuesday: Three Rivers...Out of Time
I love Sundays for the quiet and the absence of timepieces that set them apart from the rest of the week. We took the pups to a park in town so they could stretch their legs before the work week begins anew.
There are benches along the paths that are dedicated to the memory of deceased members of the Lion's Club. Maeve and Clyde appreciate them for the shade they offer under the seat.
Adella was our pace car, though. When she marched, we marched.
The phlox were in bloom along the rivers. They were vibrant and lush in the late summer sun.
Maeve and Clyde sometimes deviated from the path because a dog's got to do what a dog's got to do.
I can never remember the names of these tall yellow flowers. They were everywhere.
There's Adella waiting for the dogs to cool off. And there's Maeve, below, chilling on one of those Lion's benches.
And here are the mums that tell us summer is just about done and the soft, warm lights of home will replace what the sun gives us now.