Whiskey

Golden Retriever. Three months old. 

My youngest has come up to visit with Shenny and Whiskey, the new addition to the family. He's a handful but totally adorable. Forrest and I are a little besotted. It's the first time I've seen Roam since our cycling trip back at the beginning of March, just before lockdown. It's been an abrupt but lovely bursting of my bubble today!

The recent weather hasn't exactly inspired any photography. It's been good for long days in the house, reading and writing. I'm getting much better at being content to go with the flow. When the words come, I follow them and then nothing else really matters.