The last storm moved through Saturday night. As the sun's rays made it to the gullies of Kona's favorite trail, the ground transformed into a sauna. It was hard to capture in picture but so much water evaporated from the sides of the trail that I could have stuck my face over a pile of grass for a free facial.
Kona was content to bound through the steaming grass, coming home soaked. By the looks of my crazy dog, you'd never know it was sunny and clear outside!