Like something out of Dr. Zhivago, I looked out the front porch of the cabin and it was a white blanket of bliss...so I recorded this unexpected nocturnal event with the camera, tripod and an umbrella.
He's a gypsy dog with insatiable energy, keen athleticism and a true love of life. We went down to the fishin' pond beyond the back 40, past the cornfields where Buddy paused briefly for this portrait...
That's right, I've seen them on the surrounding rural roads that criss-cross past fields and woods. I live in one and it has made me even more intrigued by all the different variations on a theme. So I made a montage of log cabins...