The Cottonwood Fluff Is Getting To Me...

...As it lightly drifts by on the extremely variable breeze. Hence, it coasts by one minute and swirls and sails the next...but, of course, those of you reading this are more concerned about the dog work.

With a temperature settling in around 76 degrees, there have built up a number of trails in the grassy fields around the flyer and the blind. This creates a means to flirt with danger out in the area of the last third of the line to the blind...if your dog is headed to the retired mark, of course. Some dogs that get left, whether from influences in terrain or lack of focus, then get side-tracked by the blind trails and end up deep and left with even more emphasis...