I was feeling sorry for myself when we arrived, sad about a number of things that haven't been going right in my life, unable to be grateful for all the things that are going right. I cried and then went to sit on a rock in the river, allowing the sound of the water rushing over the rocks, and the coolness of the breeze to soothe my troubled thoughts. I wrote the previous post on the way home, feeling relieved and unburdened by five hours in the mountains.
Our new trailer
Australian Shepherd Water Dog
Experimenting with exposure - my healing
Ben gets his fishing dog
Jay. do you know what this is. It's a trumpet shape.