Everyone is taking a nap.
Except for Amy, who made the interesting decision to drink real coffee this morning.
Besides being very talkative, she is not interested in sleeping at all.
(And for some reason, is referring to herself in the third person...)
Anyway, off I went on a walk in the woods.
Mom and Dad live on a ravine acreage. The woods have always been my brother's domain. But today, the sun and the warmth and the cool breeze were just too enticing.
I took along this critter, Sophie the French Brittany Spaniel,
Dad's hunting dog.
Dad's hunting dog.
Who wanted very, very, very much to run straight
to the bottom of the ravine, but who ended up being
very good on a leash for me.
We found acorns.
And a natural sculpture that looks a lot
like a pair of dinosaurs fighting.
When we came back inside, all windblown and breathless, people were eating pie. Oh, the sloth. Oh, the gluttony.
Oh, the happiness of it all.
Amy,your parents have ideal goatie property! It reminded me of our first little farm that was a variety of terrain, with a plateau,a ravine & flat land. What a nice walk you had with Sophie.
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what a cutie Sophie is. You've never mentioned her before and she's FRENCH!
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I did not have any pie-we had cranberry/pomegrante sherbert!
I still felt slothlike
It sounds like just reward for your walk Amy... Sophie is a cutie... xv
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