Alfie, like most dogs, loves to go for long walks. We often walk along the little river that runs through our town. The river is little more than a trickle during hot, dry summers, but right now, it doesn't look too bad. Occasionally, we see a heron wading along looking for breakfast, but this morning, there wasn't even a duck in the river. (I think the word got out I was bringing my camera.)
Our river is actually only a branch of what becomes a larger river, so it's not very big. This section, where we first cross the river to join the bike path, is essentially a canal. I have heard that the river was moved slightly at some point in the town's history, and this area certainly looks like it's true. The bike path leads to the university, so this route can be pretty busy at times. When we walked this morning around 6:00 a.m., however, we only met one jogger and one other walker, so it was quite peaceful.
