I feel lucky that I live in a place that I find so gloriously beautiful almost every day. The beauty in nature and in my dogs pulls me out of my despair, time and time again.
The Rocky Mountain area has tumultuous weather, including Chinook winds that sweep down out of the high mountains every winter. They've hit this week as you can tell by Shyla's ears. Although the wind is easy to hate, I convince myself that I love its fury every winter. I love the beauty of Shyla's ears flying in the wind.
The lulls in the wind feel so peaceful.