Finally on May first the Rusty Pups and I walked the dike.
Snow still clung to the nooks and crannies.
I do not love Winter temperatures
nor the difficulties in getting around on ice and snow
but I do love the colours....
...and the random patterns created by naked trees.
The tide was low
as was the cloud ceiling.
We disturbed a heron.
Gosh those clouds felt oppressive
Perhaps if I stood on tiptoe
I could touch them
and move them along
to let the sun shine through.