We're often the only ones on the path at dawn, the running, snuffling dogs telling me all about where the coyotes were last night, the stooping, singing birds telling everyone where the hawk is perched right now. It was a breath of wind that gave this bit of important news, turned up a leaf to reveal clustered droplets left behind by morning mist.

Next entry: Baby dolphins in the Cove
More by Veronique de Turenne:
Layers of green and wetSigns of Saturday: Falling rocks
Flights of pelicans
Hey, sweet pea
The writing on the wall
New at LA Observed
Follow us on Twitter
On the Media Page
Go to Media
LA Biz Observed
Go to LA Biz Observed
Sign up for daily email from LA Observed
Last look at Van Nuys location