Walking. T.G.I.F.

1186 consecutive (almost) days on this daybreak walk at Cove Island Park.  Like in a row. A quiet, humid, overcast morning.

Would it be the great blue heron, a member of the King’s Guard, a sentry, frozen in place, on the same rock, facing the same direction, for the entire loop of my walk? No.

Would it be the two egrets passing overhead, and their snow white plumage, the slow flap of their wings, white lights against the dark shadow of thunderheads? No.

Would it be the fish hawk, the Osprey, circling high overhead, circling, circling and circling, patiently waiting for his breakfast to surface? No.

It will be this puppy.  This puppy, sitting with his Mom on the bench, who wheeled around to say hello as I approached.

This, I will remember.

“Come what may and go what may, a man always has the memories of his dogs.” ~ Halldór Laxness, “Independent People

30 thoughts on “Walking. T.G.I.F.”

  1. A great shot. The world is a better place because of dogs.
    “Come what may and go what may, a woman always has the memories of her dogs.” (Just a bit of an amendment) xo

  2. I was drawn to this photo the minute I saw it, pal. The thought bubble above this handsome boy’s head is clear as day…’GOOD MORNING! Got a frisbee?!’ 😉 These animals make our world a better place. 💕

  3. You just can’t help making friends…the best kind.  

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