Going Wild

It's been 18 days since I've been anywhere except home and the cemetery.  I'm not complaining, just stating a fact.  Today I slipped away down to the river near the heron nests for a change of scenery.  A very wet large dog named Gus bounded through the thicket, jumped on me, and ran back to his owner, who was calling him from the river bank at a distance.  Gus is one energetic dog. 

Thank you for your kind visits, stars, and hearts on yesterday's blip(s).  Take care!