This is one of my favorite pictures. It's of Molly, our English Springer Spaniel, whom we had to put down at two years-old from a tumor in her liver. She loved the snow! This picture was of her first time in snow. It wasn't a heavy snow, two to three inches at most, but she felt right at home from her first frolic. Chloe, our new Springer, has had a couple of years in the snow, and, much like Molly did, she loves to run, jump, burrow, and roll in the snow. I just don't have any pictures of Chloe in the snow! My wife took this picture; it made the local television news as a picture of the day. She comes from a family of photographers. Both her father and brother have a great eye for the world, but I believe my wife occasionally gives them some valid competition.
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Nothing can match the quiet of snow fall, but once it's stopped you can hear everything around you more clearly.
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Favorite snow poem: "Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening" by Robert Frost
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Two snow memories: watching a calf being born; my first child making her first snow angel.
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ReplyDeleteI've turned 50 (last year) and have had doctors decide that my tookus is of paramount interest. Frankly, that sucks.
Fortunately, I've got a beautiful spouse and three wonderful kids to temper the pain.
Cheers, and I'll be back.