Friday ride. Three larches. Smooth.



Found. Signs of spring, and a snail shell (just before it started to blizzard on us).

Spring Riding, Spring Babies

Spring riding, spring babies.

Sunday Stroll

Sunday stroll.

Smells of Spring

The smells of spring. (Tuck’s first walk in a while). He had a prance to his step.

Happiness is

Things that make me ridiculously happy. Three days ago this dog couldn’t stand up. Today I came home and found him sitting pretty on his ottoman wagging his tail with full force (he was on the floor when I left). Meanwhile the spring camping crew departed without us. But I get to sit here with the old hound, and that is all I need today.

To bike

The open road. (First road bike of the season.)