Calliou and I walked the road to the barn in the rain this morning. Everything smelled so fresh, and the color has appeared almost overnight.
Today would have been my dad's 97th birthday. He passed away 25 years ago. I miss him very much tonight. He would have loved walking the dogs in the rain this morning.
Monday, October 26, 2015
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