Sunday...

I pour my Dr Pepper into a glass of ice too fast.  I am too slow to sip quickly and avoid the overflow of  bubbles that splat onto the floor.  I find a paper towel laying alone as if for this very purpose and clean my mess blaming nothing but my lack of attention to detail.

I wisely decide to go for a walk.

Just me and my Fat Baby boots

The dogs joined us.

Fat Baby on a log, 

Fat Baby on a rock, 

and Fat Baby on a rail road tie.

The pair and I had a good time.

On the way back home

nestled in the woods

by the remains of an old barrel

we shared a glimpse of spring.