hello, i’m back, and with photos to share!
a couple weeks ago, i photographed ryan for my book love project, and was absolutely delighted in his choice of reading material! not only did he choose the princess bride, but he and i have the same edition of hitch hiker’s guide, and the most perfect part is that both our copies are library discards.
enough talk, though: here he is, in all his beardy blond glory!
let’s be honest. dog walking is one of those simple pleasures in live that suuuuucks if a) it’s raining/snowing/freezing cold, b) you’re sick/in a hurry or c) the dog is an asshole.
otherwise, it snaps me into this beautiful reverie. my mind slips into the same relaxed, aware, almost mediative state that i usually reach while cycling, running or doing yoga. it’s this pleasant time where i can consider anything, but it’s rational, it’s simple, it’s not stressing me the fuck out. experiencing the world with a dog at my side slows me down. when i’m walking a dog, i’m not listening to my ipod, texting or talking on the phone. i’m present in the moment.
this past weekend, i got to walk the sweetest dog (arwen, pictured above). i came into my friend’s living room and there she was, charming me with her love-me eyes, her one floppy and one perky ear, her mild, loving personality. someone was dogsitting her and i got permission to take her on a little ramble. she was soo easy to walk: so responsive at the leash, with such a delightful, prancing gait. i took her out intending to go for a short jaunt around the neighbourhood and ended up staying out for more than an hour. at the end of it i felt so relaxed and happy. it made me miss having a dog, because i’d get to have those daily meditative moments (only, they so often turn into obligation, stress, rush, especially in a place where the weather sucks or you’re afraid to be in your neighbourhood after dark, alone).
although i love my cats, there is a different level of interaction with them than with a dog–and i didn’t realise how much i missed that dynamic until this past weekend. fingers crossed that my life can include a sweet dog like arwen sooner, rather than later .