This week’s challenge was a perfect way for me to get my feet wet. It’s been so long since I picked up the camera for anything personal. So tired of the profession and business, I forgot what taking pictures for me felt like.
My art has suffered in my own absence. But, no less, here is my response to the challenge: Multimedia Storytelling.
All I have to do is get dressed and my rescue, Lady, will begin following me around the house, tail wagging. Hopeful.
“Walk?” Her bouncy gate and floppy ears request. When she sees me go down the few steps to the front door and grab her leash, she can’t contain herself. She’ll run around for a few steps before barreling down the stairs. Usually, she will wait with some amount of patience and let me latch the leash.
When we make it out the front door and she sees the fresh snow, she attacks. Like a fox hunting a mouse, she’ll dive at the white powder and take a big mouthful. Then it’s time to sniff the creepy tree in our front yard before proceeding.
If I slow down, she’ll stop to look back at me before insisting onward we go. There are squirrels to sniff for and bunnies to lunge at.
Lady stops to look.
Trained to stop when I stop, she now stops at all street corners before crossing. She takes the moment to look for squirrels and bunnies.
The walk is uneventful.
We take our time in the snow: she sniffing and pulling along, me trying not to slip on anything resembling ice.
While Lady can handle this weather for hours, and like a child has to be called in from the cold several times, I can only take this in 1 Mile bouts.
She’s ready to keep going through our little neighborhood when I turn her towards home.
“Where’s your ball?”
I ask her when we return home and find ourselves in the back yard.
Her ears perk and her pupils widen.
Who plays with who?
We play until my fingers are numb. I toss, she chases and bounds back with her favorite toy, frozen, between her jaws.
A great way to start the day.