Although I love Oregon's summer, there's nothing better than the first major rainfall of the season. Fall hasn't officially begun, but it POURED this afternoon.
I was lucky enough to get home a little earlier than usual. Leashed up Toby and we started up Mt.Tabor. The afternoon sun was low in the sky but still plenty bright. The pavement was wet from earlier rainfall. We'd no sooner crested the top of the mountain when the rain started pounding the ground around us. The rain was serious and got more intense as we wandered the trails. The trees and grass smelled incredible, the wind off the reservoirs even better.
It was a good hour and a half before we reached the shelter of the front porch. I had to take the time to snap a couple photos of us to remember the moment. The other photos are some I took of the park on other days -- just for visual reference. I love how pissed off Toby looks in his solo photo -- don't believe the look. He loved it!
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