Yesterday after some rain showers passed I took both dogs for an hour-long walk through the neighborhood. I try to give them extra attention on the days that the girls are with their father because an hour-long walk with both dogs AND Marlo would be the making of end times.
I’ve loved watching the colors slowly transform from fall through the winter and now into spring. I always take the same route, along the same streets, and I’ve become familiar with almost every yard I pass. From blazing reds and yellows to brown, snowy white, and now pink and purple. People must be shaking their damn heads watching me wrangle both dogs while getting my phone out of my pocket to take a photo, several expletives escaping my mouth in between, “SIT! SIT! I SAID SIT!”
Oh, reverent sabbath day.