OH BEAUTIFUL THIS SUMMER MORNING as my dog Mick and I walk slow slow along a woodland path...
The harshness of our heat wave now has ended, and the woodland sparkles with the unaccustomed coolness.
The dew point now is low; the sky is blue; and we don't take the beauty and perfection of this newborn day for granted.
We walk here every morning in every kind of weather the seasons serve to us.
I cannot remember; had Big Dog and I begun this long-term habit because I knew he loved this place; or did he begin to walk this place with me because he noticed it was I who loved it here?
It doesn't matter; the woodlands of our valley property are where we love to walk together.
