Two days, two girls and a furry companion.
Their beauty shone with the rising sun.
Lifted high on winds unseen then falling back... autumn rain
Each little step was a tearful ,joyful reminder of how far he'd come.. how far we had all come.
Laying each night in sheets of shattered glass and fading memories.
From tiny acorns mighty oak trees grow.
Research suggests that we all need at least 8 hugs a day..
For a moment I stood and looked at it, then with a smile on my face I picked it up and put it in my pocket.
the natural warmth and smell turn a long winters evening into a romantic scene from 'The Holiday'....
I still can't resist walking through puddles...