Bear and I just returned from a paradisal walk out at the Refuge. It was cold, windy and hundreds of geese and cranes. This might be the best thing in the world for both of us.
A few weeks ago I noticed a bird that had been taken down by a fox or maybe another bird. I kept Bear away from it until today. She found it, rolled in its proximity and was very happy finally to get some of that on her actual fur — but not much and mingled with snow. When the wind is like it was today, and I stop, Bear gets between the wind and me and leans like she’s a windbreak.
I guess she is, kind of.



Featured photo is Mt. Blanca…
This is looking toward a pond near the entrance to the Refuge. My goal was a video of the sounds of the wind and the clamor of geese and cranes, but I got lucky and got some video of cranes, too.
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That is some kinda wind!
‘a paradisal walk’–that sounds wonderful. Bear is some kind of wonderful, too.
Yes she is. She’s my favorite being in the whole world. ❤️🐾
What a wonderful walk Martha and so lovely to hear the cranes too! Wishing you a blessed rest of the day and please give sweet Bear and Teddy a big pat from us all 🐾❤🐾 xxx
I will — and love to beautiful Misty ❤️🐾
🐾❤🐾 xxx
“Gee, thanks for letting me roll in dead stuff, Martha!”
“Almost any time Bear!”
wow, that wind!
I know… 🌬️