Nicholai and Izzy exhibited vim and vigor in the dappled sunshine breaking through gray clouds this morning. Spring was strutting its stuff. Walking briskly, we quickly covered the territory between parking and river. Greeted by the honks of geese and the inviting warm breath of spring,both dogs jumped into the water, startling the natives.
Cruising along the high water line, I swear both dogs laughed - at the complaining geese, the feel of cool water, the simple glee of another day filled with strength, breath, light, and fun.
On we go with the next hundred days. I'll try to stop obsessing about counting; instead I'll laugh at spring sun sneaking through clouds and geese worrying a loud blue streak about wolves passing by their nesting area.
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