One of my first forays into digital photography, February 2004.
We're back in the blah weather cycle. A very fine rain, which the French call bruine, fell all day Saturday. It was driven by gusty winds and was not very pleasant to be out walking in. Even Callie doesn't like the rain driven into her eyes, but she's a trooper. At least we had the wind at our backs on the way back home. And a fire in the wood stove most of the day.