Our Daily Walk is my Daily Bread

Beauty.

Free popsicle from the universe.

Fields and fields to explore.

Spot the cat (Oscar does the whole walk with us).

Treva and her mother.

As usual, Horus whined during the first half of the walk.  I'm never quite sure what will pop him out of this state, but so far I haven't yet given in to his early pleadings for us to turn back and go home.  Today, I stopped, having noticed some bright green moss. "Look Horus, they're like tiny Christmas trees."  No, they're not Christmas trees, Mum.  "Oh, well no, you're quite right.  Do you know what they're called?" No.  "A type of moss.  But I'm not sure of the name.  Maybe we should look that up when we get home."  What is *this* tree called, Mum? "Oh, that's a Cedar tree."  Like my big brother!   "You got it!".  

The observation of bright green moss reminded me of the album Light Green Leaves by Little Wings, so I downloaded that when I got home, and was reminded of my sweet friend Allison who I haven't seen in so long, and our North End Halifax time in the purple house, staying up so late and uh oh, it's morningtime again.   xoxoxox