Ace doesn’t care much for the heat or the cold, but we both like fall and I am glad it’s here.
On our fall and winter walks, Ace and I pick up the pace just to stay warm.
In the summer, we take our time.
I took these photos back in July on one of those 95-degree days. Ace wanted to do nothing but roll around in the shaded grass. He was loving life, as he does every day.
Ace does not care about the changing seasons. He does not need a weather report. Depending on the occasion, he might lie in mud, swim, roll in leaves or eat snow. All are equally great.
Ace accepts each day for its greatness, and he helps me do the same.