Seasons ~ Maressa Mortimer
I don’t know about you, but walking is not my thing. I like the idea of long hikes, but ten minutes after setting off, I’m bored. With a long walk back. Taking the kids for a walk is even worse. There will always be two that grumble. Their legs are falling off, their head’s too heavy, and their coat too big. Until we get home, then they declare this walk the best one ever and when can we do it again?! So we got ourselves a puppy. Which is great, as puppies are limited in how far they can walk, meaning we grow with the puppy. The kids still moan a little, but more for the form, as they love seeing Goldie running around and they run with her. If only they all had a two-hour nap afterwards, just like Goldie... As the puppy needs to go out in the morning, I have noticed the seasons a lot more. I refuse to be cold, so my eleven-year-old said I looked ready for the Arctic when I went out the other day. It’s been amazing, as I notice the colours at sunrise, the noise birds make and ...