Winter’s best

I would give anything to be up the mountain right now breathing freely and of free air, to have finished feasting on a dinner of hardboiled eggs to crawl into my sleeping bag and drift off with my dog asleep on top of me, warmed through and loved to pieces.

I miss you, girl ❤

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