Foggy breath and frost covered ground, a walk at the edge of freezing.

On this frosty cold morning two excited pups, one walker, and one grump headed out to the park.

Oh how he grumbled and growled all along the way. Finally, he said he thought he was "catching a cold." And the rest made sense.

It was really a perfect winter morning. It was cold, but not too cold. The only moisture was the frost - shining like diamonds sprinkled in the grass and dusted across the fallen leaves. There was not even the whisper of a breeze to chill our bones.

Dawn was breaking as we reached the park. The pecan trees stood naked against the lightening sky.
The park was empty, but we were late and couldn't stay for a ramble. DH growled again - about the time.

I had time today - having taken the day off to help a friend with errands. But my dear grumpy Gus had to go to work and so we headed home to get him fed and watered, dressed and ready.

We also planned an adventure in a nature area new to us for the end of the week. We will all be free to wander on Friday.