Walking through the fields, walking in the bogs, walking in the Hills of Connemara, walking with my dogs and especially walking in the forest.
The smell of earth and fallen leaves.. The happy singing of the mountain streams..The peaceful silence and the playful light in the branches of the trees... all that and so much more is what keeps me coming back and back and back...
I will show a few shots from a random walk from last year when Flick was a tiny puppy and was just learning the secrets of the forest.
Now, after walking there every day for a year and a half, I would say he looks like he simply belongs in it.