Soaked to the Bone and Chased by a Deer Rain Walk, Deer Drama, and a Very Happy Dog Today’s walk was one of those soaked right through adventures where the rain doesn’t just fall — it commits. Dixie and I stepped out anyway, because that’s what we do. By the time we were halfway down the street, my clothes were glued to me and Dixie looked like a wet mop with legs. She loved every second of it. When we got home later, I gave her a full towel rub‑down and she melted into it like it was a spa day. Tail wagging, leaning into the towel, eyes half‑closed — pure bliss. Honestly, it was the highlight of her day. Before that, though, we swung by the Mormon church for dog dirt duty. Except Dixie decided to save her business for the city instead, so I ended up tossing it in the public bin. Efficient, I guess. But the real chaos started in the church parking lot. A mother deer — full of adrenaline, nerves, and whatever spiritual energy hangs around religious buildings — decided we were a th...
A bridge photo, spring rain, and the feeling of getting my brain back Sunny Rain & Small Blessings A Walk With Bryan, the Dog, and a Stranger’s Kindness Bryan and I headed out for a walk today in that strange Alberta weather where the sun is shining but the rain still comes down like it has something to prove. The dog trotted along happily, not caring about the contradiction in the sky. That’s her way — every day is a good day if she’s moving. We ran into a guy along the path, someone religious by the way he spoke. He offered us a blessing, just a simple “God bless you,” and I told him we needed it. It made him laugh, and honestly, it made the moment lighter. It’s surprising how far a small kindness goes on a walk. A smile can shift the whole tone of a day. By the time we looped back toward the schools, the kids were pouring out. Streets full of people, backpacks bouncing, parents waiting, the usual after‑school chaos. It felt like we were walking upstream in a river of teenag...