Sunday, March 30, 2014

"This is going to melt? Say it ain't so!"

On what was the first real day of spring, we hiked around the Joe Pond trails and then enjoyed the sunshine and near-50 degree temperatures on the back deck of the house. Bailey just loves the snow, and I know if he could talk, he'd say "Let's go north for the summer." But then again, I think he loves mountain streams during a hike and the brook at Weld when we're hanging out.

"This is going to melt?"

"It's getting warmer." 
"Time for a nap." 

1 comment:

  1. Hate to break it to you, Bailey. But spring will come. I think. I keep imagining I see swelling buds. Some bare ground down here. Lulu's dug a few holes and found old bones from last fall. Yum.