The earth is cooling in October as evidenced by the fog  which appears in the back field as evening approaches.  It is mysterious looking and bears further inspection although Tucker has his nose on something with an actual odor.  This is the swirling stuff of dreams or perhaps nightmares but it is curious and a bit bewitching.
  To humans that is.  Here the Job Supervisor has walked through it and decided that the photographer, with knees on the ground, is a bit more interesting and if he runs fast enough he could topple her over
and maybe have his ears scratched. 
He is getting closer  until he is just a blur.  
We both had fun in the field.  Another day done.