Autumn

We're sopping up every last bit of autumn - taking long walks, doing some front-porch sitting, and lots of my favorite kind of interval training, which involves playing tennis on the backboard for a little while, then pausing for a bit of reading. Repeat until it grows dark.

Here is Josie's approach to zen:

For awhile Josie just sat in the water. Who knows how long she would have kept doing this if we hadn't grown tired and urged her to hop out?

Both dogs enjoy going to the backboards with me, but it's one of Margo's life joys. When we get close to the park she starts to "dance," racing from one side of the car to the other. While I play on the backboard she sits quietly, taking everything in. When I pause to read she army crawls her way over to me for snuggles. It's definitely our zen.

Margo is still in the lead for Best Face. There is no language barrier. We always know what she's thinking.

Tomorrow we're expecting our first snow of the season. Time for winter boots and crunching through the white and that exquisite silence of being inside a snow globe.