Saturday, August 18, 2018

MORNING WITHOUT MICK...

   For years, walking into each new day in every season, with Big Dog by my side, has been my pleasure.

This morning, the dawn appeared for just a moment, and then closed up the sky. And rains began.

I understood; I miss my good dog too.
   





MY BIG DOG, MICK... With each new day in every season, he walked with me.