
I walk our two dogs on this warm spring day of firsts— my first time out with no coat, just a long sleeved flannel shirt, jeans and sturdy boots. There, beside the ditch hugging the ground, the first dandelion flowers and everywhere fresh sprouts of grass emerging out of the gully water and fresh gravel thrown by the township this winter. My feet land happily on soft ground still moist and pliant after weeks of rain and snowmelt. Bentley turns his head back and I see he is laughing as he pulls us forward. I snap a picture of him as I scan the brush for new buds and I am not disappointed. Tiny catkins have multiplied and droopy green ones hang from another branch.
dog walk heaven
buffet of scents
jarred by distant guns

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