I’m hard pressed to find something to write about today. Perhaps I should set mornings to write. I certainly was awake early today with the realization that I had forgotten to bring the bedding plants inside last evening. And the overnight low was -3 C! It was luck that no harm was done. But I brought them in for a little warm up.
I found Sheba sleeping in the pale morning light, with her toys around her. She can sound so fierce at times, but mostly she’s just a big suck, needing a lot of cuddles and pats.
The morning was warm and sunny as we set out on our walk. I wondered how many miles we have covered in our 7 1/2 years together, wandering down back alleys, trudging through snowdrifts, ambling along winding paths and walking the straight and narrow.
I life my face to catch the sun and drink in the sweet nectar of its rays.