After months of draining days and a couple of weeks of hallo, my name is bronchitis, it's good to have the not so small blessing of being able to enjoy the odd splendid lush day of spring with one loaf dog extraordinaire who's always ALWAYS a.l.w.a.y.s happy, eager and game.
So when I got home today we had a long, good, sunny, exhausting and relaxing walk in the nearby woods. Life overall still is far from great, but days like this at least make things feel, if for the moment and day alone, not so tad better.
Along our walk there were lots and lots of pretty patches of wood anemones. Some were generously watered by loaf extraordinaire on spring duty.
Then there was adamant drinking of water at a place that left a whole lot to be desired as far as trash is concerned - why oh why is the world populated with far too many nasty and inconsiderate people -
As if the long walk in all its (loaf dog) glory wasn't enough.
When we got home the two-legged beings had tea and some simply divine oats-fruit-bran-nut cookies (tweaked recipe from 'Eat me!'). And I swear, something that flippin' amazingly tasty has to be good for every fibre of body and soul and life. Surely.