Clouds

One of the joys of taking Cooper, Chewie and Nutty Bee for twice daily walks is what I see, feel and hear as I stroll through the neighborhood.  

What I see is not always all good, but if I look up I can count on beauty in the sky.  I feel the wind on my skin, birds singing in the trees.  In the distance I hear the sound of children laughing and playing; dogs bark a greeting as we pass by. I meet neighbors on the street, or wave to a passing car.   

Every time I walk out the door there is something beautiful
to see, feel and hear . . .