Some walks are better than others - if you are paying attention and taking it all in.
In my view you should never walk too fast.
It is better to stroll carefully - yet deliberately - and be exceedingly observant.
Sometimes it's nice to stop and smell the flowers.
Like these ox-eye daisies

Or this Canada anemone

Nature isn't always so pretty though. It can also be a cruel mother.
We discovered the remains of a newborrn fawn.

Yet, hope springs eternal.
Mama robin is working on a second hatch of youngsters.

We make the turn and head for home.
All of the snuffling and running-about has taken some of the snot out of the dog's attitude.
Girlfriend is less a leader and more a follower.
After a mile and a half we reach home and the dog's reward is a swim in the rain garden pond.

That's an altogether pretty good life - if you are a dog - or a person for that matter.
There's more over at the other blog.
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