Coal LOVES the snow, he's a lab and of course loves the water too but he's different in the winter. He buries himself in it, he stands and absorbs it, he feels it all over. My husband mostly walks him now, I got out of the rhythm being away while caring for my Father and can't seem to find 'my' rhythm again.
When I look at these pictures at this time of year, I see joy, pure and simple. I look at these pictures and I crave what he feels, I miss being a part of it. I need to be a part of it again.
I want to get back to JOY, but starting is the hard part.