Stella loves her walks, no doubts about that one. And she really loves her walks in new and strange places, which this wasn’t entirely, but it isn’t a common walk. And perhaps most importantly, because it keeps Erin and I sane, it’s a longish, so Stella is tired for a day or two. That’s bliss.
This is the first in a series of posts that will be from a walk we took yesterday to the Colorado river. It was down a gorgeous slot canyon.
I’ll probably get in trouble for posting this photo, but hey, I’m a guy, this is life. I should note though, if the jeans look baggy, they look baggy on me and they’re my jeans, so they’re going to look huge on Erin. She is, when not wearing my clothes, a beautiful, slender woman of much attractiveness. (I think she is when wearing my jeans as well, but that’s a different point.)