It is disturbing that underneath the quick 2/3 inch of rain that fell yesterday, the pond was hard and dry and difficult to dig. No moist soil at all, a sign of our drought conditions this summer. The Dude wasn't able to dig as deeply as he had for Anya back in early summer.
It was a sunset that heralds autumn, high cirrus clouds reflecting pink and orange light, the drizzle pushed away east and north. That strange pink/orange light was all around us as we laid her to rest, a thing of beauty and wonder, as life is.