Happy Dogs, Winter Moves Along
The windchimes were silent. Snow was gone except for in the shadows of the trees. Was that an early breath of spring we felt? The larkspur hadn't poked through the ground yet, but it won't be long. In the afternoon the western horizon turned dark and soon tiny snowflakes fell and the ground slowly turned to white...again.
Harley and Donner tried to hunt a jackrabbit, which we saw slip unnoticed through the fence. Tycho was also very active today and got to explore outside. I sewed most of the day on the "garden dress", then helped load 3 cartloads of dead sage. Calm and quiet around the fire barrel tonight. I took portraits of Gary and some shots of the old truck with the Big Dipper standing on end overhead.
Happy Dad
Happy Dog
posted by Mourningdove | 12:59 PM
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