Just came back from a quiet hour walk in the woods with a misty rain falling, Canada geese complaining out on Grassy Lake, Sandhill Cranes echoing their guttural calls across the lake or maybe even one lake over from where we are ….couldn’t see them …. doesn’t matter …. just so good to be there.
Spirit is up to 83 pounds, so strong and overflowing with energy, so much he doesn’t know what to do with it all so he runs and runs and runs. Such joy.
Can this old man keep up with this young dog?
Fun trying anyway.
None of this matters either. Just being is enough for now.
Spirit is the teacher and I just try to pay attention. 🙂
would love to know more about Spirit! how old is he now? What are his latest accomplishments? And are you still writing?