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Journey 2018 Day 90/365 – my pack

Lacie is feeling a little blue. She is favouring her front leg… so no walks today. *sigh*
#hopeitsnothingserious #whenshehurtsIhurt

“I think of the saddest thing I can and then add a sick dog to that. If I think of a sick dog from the beginning, I just stop there.” ~ Sufjan Stevens

Journey2018 Day 11

journey2018 Day 11 theme = bath

Mid January – our  world is awash with the pale, cold light that is winter.

“January is my favourite month, when the light is plainest, least colored. And I like the feeling of beginnings.” ~ Anne Truitt

Walking With Dogs At Sunrise

And so begins our day… up before the sun.

On our way home we met up with our little bud, Bagel.

Good morning sunshine…

“May every sunrise hold more promise and every sunset hold more peace…”
― Umair Siddiqui

First Snow

After many a prairie winter, the first snow is still a pivotal event, one that leaves me feeling  in awe and, at the same time, in a bit of a dither. This year the white morning arrived totally unannounced, with barely a frosty morning as a prelude. I kind of liked it that way.

With only warmer temps and abundant sunshine in the foreseeable forecast, enjoying the white morning was a given.

Perhaps more fun for some than others.

Lacie loves the snow. Coco… not so much, even though he got to wear his nifty red sweater with the comfy turned up collar.

With the absence of Jack Frost providing a first act, the flowers were caught a little off guard… but still appeared very dapper in their new flurry top hats.

The first fall of snow is not only an event, it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of world and wake up in another quite different, and if this is not enchantment, then where is it to be found? – JB Priestley