Sunday, April 26, 2020

Newton's First Law

We grumbled more than a little this morning as we headed out the door and into a light rain to fulfill our promise to pick up a friend's dog and entertain him while she completed an online training session. We had originally planned to walk the mile and a half over to her place, and after a little debate we drew up our hoods and trudged in that direction.

Soon, though, the softness of the day, the cotton-batting clouds swaddling the sky, the pink dogwood and green grass, the goldfinches flirting in a boxwood hedge, and the wide empty sidewalks won us over. Chins up, breathing deeply, our pace quickened, and we were nothing but glad that we had left the house.

2 comments:

  1. I guess yesterday was kind of pretty, after all! You've brought the colors and textures of the day alive.

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  2. "... cotton-batting clouds swaddling the sky..." is a great visual.

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