Walks with Jazz

A few days ago, I took Jazz for a walk along a really lovely little trail close to where we live.  The trail runs by a little stream the whole way, and it's really beautiful.  Jazzy stopped for a drink at his usual watering hole ..

and I looked down the stream ...

.. and wished that I could just leave everything behind and follow the stream to wherever it ends up.  I don't mean this literally obviously, because this stream will quite shortly end up in the Atlantic, and that's just cold and wet and miserable and not fun at all.

I love my life and I love my family, but sometimes, wouldn't it be nice to just sail away and please yourself?  I think so.