Currently at my parents home checking up on Bonnie, their border collie/husky mix treasure of a canine. A somewhat new addition (within the last year), but I really don't think there is a sweeter, gentler, or more even tempered rescue dog out there. She's snoozing at my feet as I type, and I'm glad to have an opportunity to spend some more time with this darling.
Perhaps I should push for more romantic getaways between the two of them so I can have more time with this pup!
As I listen to the wind race through the trees, I can't help but reflect on the wonderful imagery of it all. A large house in the country, the woods reaching up around the back deck. A very much contended dog at my feet, myself barefoot and wearing a plaid shirt that reminds me strongly of Special Agent Dale Cooper for the color scheme.
Though I spent my adolescence/early adulthood in a booming metropolis, I still feel very much at home surrounded by the vivid green of forest. Watching the wind dance through the trees makes me very comfortable in my place in this world. Content to not rush through life, but savor every second.
Don't get me wrong, I'm also not trying to pack activities into every moment of my days. I rather enjoy just... taking it in. This falls into one of the better categories of days. One where I can relax for the evening, just me and Bonnie, immersed in this little piece of heaven.
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