Unwelcome rain washes our city streets. It started last night when the temperature climbed above freezing. The rain fell and the temperature rose in the night; working to soften the snow pack along Eagle River. We skied there anyway, me and Aki’s other human packing a trail for the little dog. Things went her way until I left our little pack to ski down a lesser used trail. When wallowing in deep snow to frame this photograph, I fell. Aki, watching on the other side of a wide stretch of bottomless snow started toward me. Struggling from the start, she stopped often to rest between stints of dog paddling her way to me. Above, a bald eagle circled over the tired poodle-mix. Fortunately for everyone but the hunting bird, Aki turned back, using her packed trail to climb to safety offered by the other skier.