He and I both love the snow. He runs around like a nut. He loves to eat it too. Today he ran around while I shoveled the driveway. He was there for moral support.
5 degrees here tonight.
The coldest nights tend to be the clearest.
The clouds were moving quick. Even they knew it was too cold to stay in the same spot for too long.
Ran across this picture today while I was messing with Photoshop. Loved this picture when I took it. The green plant contrasted nicely against the bland sand and I find I’m really drawn to the contrasts in life. I think that’s where life goes off the script a little bit and you get to see what’s behind the curtain.
You get a taste of that intangible something that makes a green plant on a beach worth another look, two years after I took it. It still gets me. I’ll sit, slack-jawed like a dipshit, for reasons I can’t explain, and relish the little dopamine spike this picture triggers in my brain.