Most mornings, whenever possible, Cobre and I take a walk up the mountain behind our home. I find it to be very enjoyable and today decided to share a few photos.

It starts with a great view, just through the gate and around the first bend:

The gentle uphill climb from this point takes about ten or fifteen minutes and reminds me of the logging roads around the old hunting camp. We occasionally see a few men on horseback, but we usually have the trail all to ourselves.

At the top there’s a small pond where I stand and do stretching exercises. It’s been particularly nice lately to see a family of ducks in residence, and yesterday there were two horses too. Today I brought the camera and got a similarly good photo of my cow friends instead:

After a few minutes if I’m still not done enjoying the tranquility, Cobre and I walk over to the shade tree, take a seat, and contemplate life for a while:

Eventually, we work our way back down to civilization. The whole routine takes about forty-five minutes. What a great way to start the day. I love it!