anahat nad

My dog provides subtle daily reminders that winter is near its close. Little strands of grass, caught in her teeth, hang from her mouth, and certain mud-covered labrador paw prints have a tendency to trail their way through the house to 'her' couch, a resting spot of choice after a long, hard day of rolling in the dirt. It's been a long winter, and the girl and I agree, spring is more than welcome.