Lady and I went on our daily walk today along the river--up two miles to the park and back. The sun is so brilliantly clear, the moon a pale sliver up over the river. My sweater absorbs the smell of heat and sun and birds run along the water's surface, edging each other out for optimum bathing and eating spots. It's a day when the promise of spring is not so far off, when daffodils are poking their heads up out of corners of my yard and the chickens are eagerly snapping up every fresh blade that dares show itself so soon.
And back home I can't bear to close the door yet. The sun comes through the glass, heating the rug and inviting the two orange animals to bask in its warmth.