Walking my dog

Walking my dog is a simple pleasure in life that brings me joy. Forcing me to leave the house three times a day—not among concrete buildings and on sidewalks, but through parks, along the riverbank, and through the urban forest—keeps me in touch with nature, allows me to experience the changing seasons, and gives me time to take photos and read a little on my phone—things I wouldn’t do if I were staying indoors or behind the wheel.

At the same time, my dog makes me pay attention to the animal world, which I wouldn’t otherwise observe as closely: birds, hedgehogs, ducks, chickens, cats, squirrels, moles, weasels, and even otters. It keeps me alert and curious, helping me live in the moment.

But most importantly, my dog helps me break the rhythm of my daily work and take a break for relaxation, reflection, and staying in shape.

I am very grateful for this constant and silent companionship.