Tuesday, May 17, 2011
A Spring Walk with Cooper
With each season come fresh discoveries and renewed memories. I wonder if I would become blasé about the consistency of nature if I lived in a climate that stayed the same all year long? Each season here is a marvel all its own.
Cooper and I are back to our regular walks now that the fields are dry again. These photos were all taken on May 10th, 2011, and with Blogger being down recently, I nearly forgot to post them. Alas, they are descriptive of our late-start to spring, so here it goes:
Cooper's anxiously circling me as I inspect the flowers in the garden, because I said the magic word: Jawannagoferawalk?
Look, we found some raccoon tracks in the mud:
On our rounds, we stopped to check out my favorite tree:
During clear summer evenings, we often get lucky and red bi-plane from a local airport does acrobatics in the skies above us. I lie down in the grass and stare at the sky. I watch the plane's loops and rolls, and can just imagine how much fun it would be to sit in an open cockpit and do a barrel roll. I imagine what things were like during the barnstorming era as I lay in the grass with Cooper by my side. Things haven't changed that much, have they?
The sun sets amongst the aspen trees, and we slowly make our way home. The sky is bug-free, a nice change from summer, and the air is cool and crisp. Birds chirp, jays squawk, and the robin sings its carefree song.
We catch the half-moon in the sky above the barn: