I watched our dog go outside this morning with slow but sure steps, his head slowly looking and taking everything thing in. He was born in the winter, playing in snow. You can almost tell he is happy this morning, knowing it will be here for him again soon. I have this picture I took last year in a snowfall, where he just sits and tilts his head watching all the snow falling to the ground in wonderment. I have never seen that type of look on a dog, and he certainly doesn't usually just "sit" that long doing nothing but watching his "world"
Watching Snow Fall
I have always loved stuff like that, stopping and enjoying. There is one little lake that seem to ALWAYS be so windy. That is my favorite place to fly! You can go to a little slant on the bank and if you do a certain type of pose and lean your head back, shut your eyes and then, you fly!