Walking the dog can sometimes feel like a chore. After all, she can do what she needs in the garden, so a walk isn't necessary, is it?
I've explained this to her time and again, but it never works. She, unlike me, doesn't mind getting windblown, soaked with rain, and hammered by hail - and she adores snow! She has explained to me that she needs to go out, so that she can nose out who's been where and when - and exactly what they've done since she was this way last.
She has to know!
So I carry on taking her out.
I have to admit, though, that it has its advantages. Like this lovely scene by the old graveyard wall. There are no leaves on these alder trees as yet, but the daffodils are opening well and the grass is starting to grow.
It may not always feel much like it, but Spring is well on the way.