New England is famous for its colors, and I had hoped I’d get to stay here long enough to see them. Yet weeks after my Utah friends had started posting colors from the mountains, we only had greens and browns. Apparently I just had to wait.

While I doubt Feebs enjoyed the fiery red foliage as much as I did, she loved our hikes and the sound of leaves under her feet.

These days we are North again. Not quite to Vermont, but in a farmhouse with views of forest, fields, and gentle mountains. Feebee loves the peace and quiet here. I am convinced it’s good for her heart. It’s good for mine, too. And while won’t say too much about it because this is Feebee’s blog, suffice it to say, I never thought that exploring with my dog would lead me to my person. Apparently we just had to wait for each other, too.