no air

no air
As happens every year, I'm currently a bit stuck in the muck of the change-of-season blues. For me, the dawn of spring has always been a welcome change, but, also, without good reason, sad, melancholy. Or maybe it's an awakening of sorts. Either way, it results in me being a little mopey but also energized about spring, and walking.

But, to keep me perky, I got a note from Pekoe's new owners last night. Apparently she has shown their dog, Sammy, who's boss. Yay! We miss her.