Death, Neglect, Trailspotting, Huckleberries and Magic

Work today was rough.  We started early with a couple emergencies.  The first was like a scene from ER - quick and bloody and desperate.  She didn't make it and it was devastating.  This woman has lost two of her dogs in the last two days in completely unrelated circumstances. 

I had plenty occasion later to think on the unfairness of it all.  She loved those dogs so much.  And some people who shouldn't even own a pet rock somehow skate by with a few minor bumps in the road. 

After work I went for a drive.  I was upset and needed some time to unwind and think it out.  I went out a forest road and looked for trailheads.  And came to terms with the fact that it's just not fair because it just isn't, and that's all.

We went up a different mountain after that, searching for huckleberries.  I think we were a bit late.  There weren't a lot of berries in our favorite picking spot.

 On our way back we found absolutely the most magical place!  A stream running down the mountain with moss and ferns and millions of tiny waterfalls and beautiful rocks.  I can't even begin to describe it, but it was magical, and refreshing, and wonderful.  It was too dark for pictures, but you can be sure I'll be going back!