Good morning. 😴🥱☕ 23 February 2026 The temperature this morning is reminding us that winter isn’t quite done with us yet. The sun is out, the trees are starting to sprout leaves, and the birds are singing, but Charlie and I aren’t exactly outside dancing and belting out The Sound of Music. Charlie would be fine with that, but for now I’d rather stay inside where it’s warm. Maybe we’ll head out later, once things warm up a bit. I suppose I could just dress warmly and go for a walk, but the weather is right at that tricky point where it’s hard to guess the right number of layers. Too many, and I’m stuck walking a mile feeling overheated; too few, and I’m chilled the whole way. The sweet spot is when I start out cold and warm into it as I go—but then the outside temperature rises during the walk, throwing the whole calculation off. There must be a formula for getting it just right. That’s my problem alone, though. Charlie just steps outside exactly as he is, no matter the weather, like it doesn’t bother him at all. I know he notices temperature, though. In the evenings he always finds the perfect spot in the house—sometimes tucked behind my wife’s chair, sometimes in the foyer, sometimes on the couch in the family room. I rarely ever find him in his actual bed. He moves around during the night, I think, but when I open the bedroom door in the morning, he’s right there waiting for me. “How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives.” - Annie Dillard “Walking is how the body measures itself against the earth.” - Rebecca Solnit “Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole.” - Roger Caras “What is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?” - Mary Oliver #photo #photography #photographer #photographylovers #nature #morning #weather #temperature #dogs