Sometimes I like to go hiking with Sambo and Mocha in O'Neill Park. The park is at the base, or in the shadow of, Saddleback Mountain. A majestic range often called the Santa Ana Mountains too. It's during these times that I can see the beauty of everyday items, such as a dry oak leaf clasping to my fur, or a patch of ochre lichen in the crevice of a tall oak.
Yes, if I'd have to define serenity today...it would probably be the rustle of leaves through a grove of scrub oaks in Orange County. It's rare these days.
Bark at you later,
PJ the dog blogging dog :-P
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