While on our walk today, Chip and I enjoyed another day of beautiful weather. I love to look at the trees, and examine their personalities I guess you'd say. The way the bend, twist, and turn give them their own unique appearance.

They form their own little arbors, beckoning you to pass through and take another path.

Chip especially enjoys these morning walks, running ahead to see what he can discover.

It always concerns me when he rolls, usually it means a bath is in store since it's usually something gross that he has found to coat his hair! Fortunately this time, he was just scratching his back.

With all the paths, he picks and chooses which one he'll explore next.

He's my little companion, I look forward to him keeping me company on my morning constitutions.