Morning Walkies

It’s all too easy when you run your own business to make the mistake of waking in the morning with a racing heart, thinking about all of the things you didn’t achieve yesterday, therefore over burdening the ever growing “List”, whose end seems further and further away. So I try really hard to focus for a while on some deep yoga stretches, not always easy as I am usually interupted  by the dogs, who occasionally join in by lying next to me for some morning cuddles, or try and crawl under me if I lift any bodily part off the mat.  Katie, spotty dog, even hums along to the music if she feels she’s not getting enough attention.  So it’s not a serious practice, just a gentle wake up.
Then I head off for a walk with said dogs, which is when I get some good quality head clearing and some perfect companionship – basically I talk, they listen.  I’m blessed to be able to walk out of my garden straight onto the beautiful New Forest and even in these dreadful wet and dreary days I am astonished by the abundance of sensory pleasures, the sights and smells change on a daily basis and at times I can revert to childhood splashing through the puddles and causing mayhem with the frisbee.  It’s a good, humbling experience and it puts the day ahead into perspective.
Here are a couple of a very frosty days last month, followed by yesterday’s after the heavy rain, with the final walk back to the house and a pic of four wet dogs drying off by the fire.  Sadly I then had to get ready for work rather than curl up with them.
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