Stone Circle the branches have traded their leaves

Murdock groaned at her invitation. He was tired, and honestly, getting a little too old to play the sprightly games of youth. But he laid back on his side and, obligingly, snapped at Clary's paws and face when she strayed too close to him. They passed some time this way before Murdock - inevitably - fell into a comfortable nap.

A day well spent, in his opinion.