A shortened leash in her hands.
With just enough slack to hunt a squirrel or two.
When the pup took off running, she gleefully ran with him.
Knowing it was all about the thrill of a good chase.
I've had a joyous return to my present.
I reigned in my imagination,
Giving it enough room to hope and create.
When it runs away, I don't mind running with it.
The places we go now nourish the soul.
This photo was taken on Monday. Peanut climbed a tree in the park, stating that she was "channeling her inner squirrel".
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Holy crap that comment is hilarious!
DeleteShe does make quite the squirrel!
ReplyDeletea good chase is invigorating. and all journeys end at the origin. so simple a piece and so meaningful.
ReplyDeleteHow did that child get to be so funny and intelligent? The apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Janie
What a doll! She's so beautiful ;)
ReplyDeleteMy boys channel their inner squirrel all the time. That is what they tell me anyway when they are scaling the heating vents in their room.
ReplyDeletePeanut is beautiful.
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ReplyDeleteSecondly I have not walked a dog in years what a doll you have there
So wicked friggin cute!!
ReplyDeleteSuch a great shot.
ReplyDeleteDear Stephanie,
ReplyDeleteMay we always choose those places that "nourish the soul." What lovely words.
Peace.