My husband, our younger daughter and I had a beautiful walk yesterday. Wildflowers were everywhere. It was a long hike, and we ate our lunch in the grasses, and rarely encountered anyone else. The dogs were in heaven. We were all exhausted at the end, but happy. And I felt a pang occasionally of how old the dogs are getting, and how I want to treasure these times while they can still run around and bounce for the joy of it. They met a few other dogs and our female talked her head off to them, eager to tell them what we were doing. Dogs know how to appreciate.
Today I have my study group and I look forward to that. These friends and my teacher have known each other for over twenty years. We're close, and our goal is the same. That creates a comfortable atmosphere and a sense of coming home.
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