In honor of spring and the wind and the sun and the green grass poking up around us, I would like to take you along on my favorite trail, the one that leads to the east pasture from our house, up along the buffalo fence, to the top of a rocky cliff and then down again to the stock dam and back toward home.
Next week this walk will be a little bit greener, a little bit warmer and, hopefully, I’ll find some crocuses.
Next week maybe I’ll leave the damn dogs at home so they don’t scare away the wildlife with their slobbering, panting, running, and puking.
I guess that’s what happens when you run at full speed after a duck, ignoring the screams from your owner to come back.
That’s what you get when you try out your instincts after seven months of lounging.
It’s been a long winter.
I would have puked too.
Anyway, I hope the sun is shining wherever you are and you have the chance to explore your favorite spot this weekend.
Now, off we go…