The air was cold and damp, my fringe slapping my face - annoying me. The hat and hood combo was not doing it's designated job. Blinking against the rain in the air, my eyes were watering enough to make it difficult to see - however, I knew where I was and where I was going.
We carried on the pace past the dog-plodders and short-walk-takers, past the tarn, past the Spring Garden Flashes, through the trees and on to the meadow - here we, well I, had to slow down. The mud was such I thought I would slip if I tried anything less than 'take it carefully'.
Did I feel better for that walk? I know Moss thought it was great and was hugely hungry and ready for a bowl full of food as soon as she got home. I know it would have done me good - but I was rather glad to flump down on the settee with my hands wrapped around a steaming mug of tea.
Ok Moss? Same time tomorrow? good.
This Friday I will be doing a 'Five on Friday - Gratitude' if you fancy joining in xx