You know those simple things people talk about...the ones that make life worth living? That's what evening dog walks with Jonathan, Delilah and U.B. are. Although, I need to work on getting off of my ass and actually going on them every night instead of once or twice a week. When I do go though, the sun usually hasn't tucked behind the houses yet, and we can still walk in warmth with looooong shadows in front of us. We don't talk about anything too important, just what we need to get done that week or plans for dinner. Though I've lived in this neighborhood for 7 months, it is so chalk full of cute little houses I see new things on every walk I hadn't noticed before. Accent doors, tiled mosaics incorporated into landscapes, adorable gardens with rose bushes and lemons trees. And if we're lucky, the field at the foot of our 'hood is open and we can play fetch with the girls. (Fetch = we throw the ball and they might chase after it if they feel like it and bring it half way back, drop it and eat some dirt). I love those little dirt eaters.
