Saturday, January 5, 2013
It's funny how beautiful such an ordinary spot can be and how private, though there are houses not too far in any direction and there's the occasional—very occasional—other person walking a dog or two.
The more I walk in these woods, the more I feel they're mine alone and the happier I am, at the same time, to share them with anybody who walks with an ounce of reverence and care.
I've written many times about the gratitude I really do think the dogs feel, in their own way, and how they've taught me to feel it in mine.
So while it might be easier to shoot pictures of the dogs in the full sun, I can't think of a better way to spend an hour or two than wandering the woods and trying to catch them in the light during the brief time they pass through it on a shadowed trail.