Clearly, Chet considers my photos vastly enhanced by his presence.
I like this one. My car's in it. Plus, bonus dog winky.
It was a perfect spring day, with stripey shadows across my favorite dirt road. It got up to 70 degrees in the afternoon. I started writing at 7 AM, and I was done with a bullet by 3 pm. We headed to Dean's Fork!
So, so beautiful.
I was diggin' it so much. It started out a run, then devolved into a ramble.
His dog radar kicked in.
and he bombed the shot again.
Everything's better with Bacon.