My wild ones are insisting that they're werewolves, sirens and t-rexes, and to be honest, that seems about right. When we're walking they pause every so often to howl. And I'm not talking about the dogs, who seem quite sedate in comparison.
These photos were taken before Christmas, when our puppy, Lumi, as a little younger and we were just beginning to walk her on the nearly-always-empty-road near us. We've never seen another person - let alone dog - walking on it, so we (hope) that it is safe enough for her until she finishes her vaccinations. She tries to eat millipedes and studies overhead birds. She tires quickly, and we end up carrying her, appreciating the quiet, because I'm sure by the end of this year she'll be demanding two hours of walking a day.
The light was golden, the breeze was mellow, and I am hoping the coming year will be as gentle.