Balls

Balls. The amount of joy that can be had on a cold, wet, nearly dark January afternoon with a pink ball on a rope should not be underestimated.

Who enjoyed it more me or the dog? I can't be sure but I do know that I felt happy and alive and totally exillerated. I need more of these feelings and less of fear and dread and pain that have been so much part of my recent life.

Therefore more walks, more fun and hopefully good enough health to do so...