|This morning's intrepid walkers|
The trail goes through lots of forest, ferns, and it's really pretty, even in the rain. The sound of the rain hitting all the leaves and ferns made for a sweet gentle cacophony as we walked. But I was pretty darn wet by the time I finished the five-mile hike, and I was wearing my latest good raincoat. Perhaps it's time for it to get a good washing. Sometimes they lose their ability to keep the rain out when dirt and sweat gets into the fabric.
It's still raining, I can hear it on the roof as I write this. But it's much nicer to hear it now that I'm warm and dry, safe inside my home. Luena is on her way to SeaTac Airport to fly back home after her two-week visit. I'm going to miss her, but she'll be back again next year, I hope.