The walk around the lake was wonderful. I am still not sure why dog owners have to pick up after their charges and carry it around in little bags when horse owners don't even have to kick it off the trail. I think next time I will just carry a little scoop and just place Mader's poop on the next pile of horse apple's I run across. I guess some horse owners think their stuff doesn't stink.
The view was wonderful, and I was greeted with the sight of a harvester slowly chewing through a wheat field a couple of hill tops away. The clouds were white and fluffy and the air had a coolness to the slight breeze. Mader was full of enthusiasm and easy to walk.
Olive was out of the chocolate torte, so it was across the street to Brasserie 4. Even in the 'to go box' the arrangement is artistic with almond brittle down the side, a tub of anglaise sauce and some choice berries. And if you have never been to Brasserie 4, you should make the trip, it is Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, OOOOOOOoooooooooooooooooooooo, so good, it really is. And I can enjoy that little scoop for an hour.
See you in the chair tomorrow.
That 'chocolate mousse' walk sounds like a good Tues evening ritual. I can almost taste it....
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