Friday, February 21, 2020

We took a 2 1/2 mile walk this morning in 17 degree weather, through Wilcox Park and then up and down the quaint streets of old Westerly. I wasn’t dressed quite perfectly for the cold – my head felt almost frozen for most of the way – but I pushed on, inspired by my spirited and obviously delighted Delycia. She pranced along as though she could think of nothing she would rather be doing right then, which was probably true. When she does something – anything – she does it with unreserved enthusiasm. I felt like a very lucky walker, as you can see by the picture below.