© Pat Murkland Photo
snowing all over the apple blossoms and green, green grass.
Snow falls with a special silence. We listened.
Afterward, Blake loved walking in our winter wonderland.
© Pat Murkland Photo
The snow crunched as we walked.
We saw where the rabbit had run.
... And where the coyote had loped.
A breeze blew some stray snowflakes onto our footprints.
And Blake said: Life is good.
3 comments:
How lovely. And how lucky you and Blake are. Hope to see you soon
absolutely gorgeous wolfhound pictures. how beautiful!
Thank you!
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