Beth Wester Ross

By bethceol

My Boy

Dimairt and I had a bit of a nap on the grass opposite the hairdresser's after school; I had 15 minutes to kill before my appointment.

When I opened my eyes, Dimairt was sitting framed against the sky, and for once he didn't disappear when I pointed the camera at him.

Has anyone else noticed how much more pleasant everyone is to each other when the sun shines? My walk along the beach with Dimairt took twice as long today because everyone was chatting. Some were complete strangers - usually other dog owners.

I love the sun!

Night all.

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