rivers of mud

the rain from last month seems to have continued into this one, with an added layer of frost to the mud. nice. i feel double virteous for braving both wet and cold to give sam his daily nightly constitutional.

our riverside walk was flooded:


we walked there a few days ago, and it was very muddy. sam loved it, i didn't -- even though i now know that my trainers are water proof.

however, we have other places to walk. and even walking by the road takes twice as long when it rains, because the wetness seems to bring out an array of intriguing smells in every bush, nook and paving stone. after smelling these, sam would rather mark them as well -- a way of saying "first", perhaps? or just a dog LOL?