A perfect day. After the rain and floods nature is rewarding us with clear blue skies . The sun is out but it's below freezing this morning up here on the ridge. Sophie, with her double coat, is oblivious to the cold.
We have a long walk by the river. The floods have swept the pontoons away. They're stuck on a sandbank alongside a small sail boat. A gentleman smoking a pipe is standing next to a man in matching camouflage trousers and jacket carrying a fishing rod. They are deep in conversation. The pipe smoker seems to be asking the fisherman how he can get out to his boat. There is much gesticulating.
The man in the camouflage outfit has a small pile of fish , presumably bait, by his feet. Sophie, usually cautious around people she doesn't know, suddenly darts across and swallows not one, not two, but three of the fish. This is done at super lightning speed. It is also done in complete silence. Neither man seems to be aware of the drama unfolding at their feet. That's fine by me. She is quickly 'encouraged' away.
The spring in Sophie's step tells you she is remarkably pleased with herself. Life just keeps on getting better and better.