Friday, March 4, 2016

Eating Grass

Here we are in our northern piece of paradise  and who is only interested in sniffing the air and chewing grass on the verge?  Our boy Henry. That's who.  The pussy willows are lovely - they are just starting to bud out.  The daffodils are in bloom.  We have gusty coastal breezes and sailboats taking advantage of the opportunity - and Henry chews grass.  He's a dog.  Good boy! I guess it is time to head for the doggie park.  There will be so many delicious smells there and the bonus pooch company.

1 comment:

  1. Beautiful. Did you dig holes and eat seaweed
    Lily & Edward