One Year on the Road

Suddenly Gypsy takes off at a trot.

She wants to play like a dog.

Bailey&#039;s got both a ball and a stick.

Maybe she&#039;d share one of them.

Gypsy liked to run back and forth between us.

To have this incredible beach to ourselves was wonderful.

We hung out for a long time in the warm sun.

Sometimes she would stalk Bailey.

She&#039;s such a brave little thing.

When she&#039;s hungry, she lets you know.

Thank goodness for bottles.

One last swim before heading back to camp.

It looked like a drab sunset that night.

Then some color appeared on the horizon.

And the sun slipped through the clouds.

The sun was so red, so huge.

It reminded me of an African sun.

It sun in a soft glow of color.