It’s been six months since I started this Instagram project. Half way through each month I question the sanity and the purpose of it, because it seems I am posting the same images over and over again…and the sheer magnitude of the effort that has to be put into social media to get attention is sometimes daunting.
But then the end of the month comes and I put together this post with all the images and I can’t help but think it was worth it…because I remember the time and the place of each and every image I took, how was the weather, what was Berta doing, was I grumpy or in a good mood.
It was a sunny Sunday morning and Berta was chasing birds…and I was captivated by one little dandelion.
Every morning I am greeted by familiar sight, the only place I call a home. I remember people swimming in this river a long, long time ago. I remember saving a drowning dog from this river a long time ago. I remember sitting at the wooden dock last summer.
When I remember to look down, a world of macro wonders wait for me.
But in the end, my morning walks revolve around her…come rain or shine, she always makes me smile. ❤
Although I know one day we will part our ways, her paw prints will forever mark my heart.
Come…follow me on my Instagram journey…just look for snowlocked. I would love to follow you there, too.