The other afternoon I spotted my son through the kitchen window. He was in the backyard playing our two doggies. They love him so much. He has a way with four legged friends. Who knew a filfhy old tennis ball could bring so much joy? Oh, it can.
Especially when he keeps throwing it her way...
The Summer breeze stops her in her tracks. Must stop and take it all in.
Of course, when I come out with a camera, I get looks from him like this...
Sorry to interrupt your play time. But you see the light, and the smiles, and the peacefulness...and, and...
Carry on then. Carry on.
