My husband and I took a walk around the permieter of the property the other day. I brought my camera and walked gingerly because I'd hurt my ankle the day before. In case you hadn't noticed, I'm really clumsy.
I stopped often, taking pictures of little things that caught my eye, as my husband threw the stick for George to chase.
Call me a hopeless romantic, but I love it when he holds my hand.
And I love mornings like this.
6 comments:
Absolutely beautiful, Kate!
This whole post warms my heart. Happy day.
I LOVE when hubby and I tour our property hand in hand. *sigh* We haven't done that in a while. I think we will need to make that a priority this weekend. Thanks for reminding me that it is the little moments that count!
yup...holding hands is a good thing. love the photo.
that is a wondrous morning! I love it when my husband takes my hand....
Lovely berries and accompanying bokeh! May your ankle heal quickly!
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