Fun Without Sun

Winter in Oregon can be long, grey and wet...but dogs don't seem to care in the least. Right before this picture was taken today, both Nixie and Traz were running in the grass behind me, mud flying up their sides, rain falling on their backs, without a care in the world. I on the other hand, I am bundled up, still freezing and wishing I hadn't forgotten my gloves in the truck! They had a good time. You have to splash a little mud to have a good time, or so dogs think. A new poem came to me last week. It's title "Under the Dogwood Tree" a more funny, quirky poem about Shadow. I haven't finished it, sometimes a poem can take months to write and others days.