The fields around my house are being mowed, acres of them, and the warm air coming into my house in the evening smells deliciously of fresh cut hay. It’s such a treat to have open windows this time of year.

Chico and I walked down the hill to the wooded back road into the fields across the road. At the corner I encountered a lovely mushroom.

It looks so clean.

Since this field was just cut, the flowers were still fresh looking.

The freshly cut grass seemed to provide almost endless olfactory entertainment for a canine. Chico spent his time alternating between sniffing,

That’s Chico with his nose buried in the grass.

and running.

It was a great walk, in a place we don’t go often enough, that’s right close by. It’s where one of my favorite Chico pictures was taken, several years back, after an early snow.