Looking At The Sky

My old dog loves the beach. His old human also loves the beach. When I left him at the vet this morning for his medicated bath, I promised him we would go there when I picked him up. As I had a doctor's appointment and a little apprehension, I needed a promise too.

By the time we walked through the thick sand toward the water, we were both feeling ready for this pleasure we could count on. Again the light was especially lovely, and we basked for a while until dark clouds gathered and we turned to look at the sky. "Oh Music..." I said, "Did you ever see anything so beautiful?" Music just sighed.