There is always that fork ahead; however Rennie had been keen to keep us on the right path. The trails here are numerous and lead through fields full of tall grasses, wild heather and an assortment of wildflowers. There is a type of swallow which skims the tall grass in a way I have never seen a swallow do that. Usually the fly high after insects, but this green backed and white on its underbelly fly just a few inches above the fields or water.
Rennie and I spent a good bit of the day at Ft Bragg/Mendocino botanical garden. It was a fantastic experience to take in all the beauty. Some of 47 acres was cultivated and some of it was left natural, especially along the ocean cliffs. What I really enjoyed were the exhibits of the draught resistant plants.
Yet my favorite flower so far grew in the wild right next to the ocean and is called Indian Paintbrush. I think it is aptly named.
My dialysis regimen is going splendid with the new cycler.