Snickers the Wonder Dog and I were the first to take a walk this morning. The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow/ Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below. (Nah, I just wanted to say that. Sheryl has never worn a kerchief, nor I a cap, to bed.)
Actually, Snickers the Wonder Dog, for being a Lab, could do without the snow. You can see her tail wagging in the picture, but her eyes are squinted. She got her business over quickly this morning. Thank goodness. By the time we got back to the house I had an ice cream headache from the wind and the cold.
