My sister Holly and I began this tradition eight years ago. As much as weather allows, we try to spend a couple hours in this particular green space on the day after Thanksgiving. This year the weather forecast showed pouring rain, but it managed to hold out for the afternoon hours while we walked and breathed and played and talked and paid attention to the loveliness.
Everything glittered with clinging raindrops. God decorated for Christmas.
Holly discovered charred blackberries in an area that had apparently burned during late fall. The ground was littered with them. I’ve never seen anything like it!
I started feeling all sentimental about these two walking together, remembering another picture from 5 years ago when Lola was just beginning to walk.