Birthed in the high wilds of Montana, raised in the verdant inlets of Puget Sound,
found in the mirrored streets of Seattle, tested in the soft fields of Indiana
and now received into Chicago's broad, garrulous embrace.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
First snow of the season. Couple of inches so far and still snowing . . .
Rudder wasn't quite sure what to make of the snow, but he seemed to get into it as the walk went along. Right now he is much more into laying on his dog bed in my office and being wrapped up in a blanket. (Smart dog.)