Suddenly it’s Mud Season. Yesterday there was three inches of ice that ran from the back door to my studio door. Today, there’s more mud than ice. As Freida and I splashed through the puddles, I thanked Mother Nature that it was rain, not snow that fell from the sky. And when Freida got her muddy footprints on my clean rug, I admired the mark they left. I’ve never been so happy to see so much mud.
Look how dainty her paw is ! This photo is so sweet. Calming after last nights earthquakes….we are close to E-center…not fun. Restless night. The mud-print is a work of art. Makes me smile and forget my nerves.
Thanks for sharing. Virginia in shakey CA.
Scary Virgina. Glad to hear you’re on line and doing ok.
You are a true artist, I might look at those muddy paws and think “mess” now I have another way to see it. Also I think the photo of Frieda’s paw is quite lovely and touching.