When you travel alone with a dog, inevitably you’re the one shooting all the photos. My life in photos features them with hints of me via the camera teetering on wobbly fence posts or stacks of rocks. Sometimes, though it works.
We wandered through the trees look ing for the coyote. She likes it here & in the tall grass. I caught a glimpse of her a few weeks ago. We used to find her curled up in the tall sunny grass. If I were a coyote today, that’s where I’d be.
p.s. I have a very similar photo taken with Shadow, years before we found Zephyr. I should hang them next to each other: My Life In Dogs.