Such a clear night – first one in ages – and taking our pup out for his final stroll of the night, the stars are just glorious.
How brilliantly they sparkle, these ancient suns. So bright, their cold light seems to cast shadows across the dark winter landscape.
I wish I could photograph the sky and show you. But a picture of a sweet boy will have to do – Theodore Valentine is his name.
Wildness is not something we think of intruding in our normal everyday day.
Wildness is always something someplace else, in the mountains or in the desert or someplace exotic.
if we will just open our eyes
and our hearts,
is right in front of us.