Gave me a chance to remember Doug. Douglas Mason. A wonderful man who died way too young. Whose passions were changing the world though the political process and mountain climbing.
I was married to him. He died way too young.
The start of having dogs in my life was because of Doug. We had this Airedale together, Alex. Who was with me as a grieved.
As were Riley, Murphy...and as are Sage, Annie Oakley and Willa.
When you love someone, grief never leaves your heart.
Spider Meadows. A long hike. Marmots. Wildflowers. The mountain stream. The mountains. The people we met.
Murphy's Day.
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