I look forward to walking by the meadow with Fate, she is a meadow dog. She just loves the meadow, she dives into it like a dolphin the big ocean, popping up here, then there, hopping off after chipmunks and mice and birds in the grass. She doesn’t seem to want to catch anything, she just loves swimming in this big meadow, 50 acres near the farm. She dives through the cornstalks the meadow grass, it is hard to catch her, she moves so quickly, she appears and disappears.

Fate is a creature that loves love, every second of it. She doesn’t waste a minute, and is overjoyed by every living thing she sees, especially strangers. I was in a lucky spot when she exploded out of the meadow this morning, I think I am witnessing the joy of life.