Back at the Dog Park

It's been a long time since we could get to the dog park without wading through a muddy field covered with 2 feet or so of water.  Now all that is left is this area and it has drained down to almost nothing.

 The dog park doesn't look the same, it is a crusted old lake bed now.

 The receding water seems to have left a lot of pungent carcasses to roll around on for the dogs.

 Like I said, plenty to roll in.

And, yet again.

Where I built my summer home last year.  It would have had to be a houseboat this year!

A bird.

The dog zoning in on the bird.

Weeds

Weeds

And more weeds.

A pile of sticks washed up in the field.

   We'll be making up for lost time.