In the mornings we'd get out for a walk with the dogs. It was super foggy each day. Some days it burned off but other days it rained. Either way, it was pretty.
I'm so proud of these little guys. Bitsy is 6, Little Hawk is 3. I regularly drag them out on challenging (for them) terrain or long (3 plus miles) walks with the dogs. And they just plod along with me. Sometimes I forget how lucky I am that they are not whiners.