7/10/2011 - Sundays. . .

Another Sunday, another trip out to Fort Funston, Chipotle Burrito Bowls for lunch, and a nice clean pup after a warm shower.

Where I used to see Sundays as the harbinger of the work week, dread them more than Mondays themselves, I now look forward to and can't imagine doing anything else other than the things we did today, which were the same things we did last Sunday, and likely the Sunday before that.