I’ve made it a firm goal of mine to get William outside as much as possible this winter. The whole concept of “There is no such thing as bad weather, only badly dressed humans,” is something I believe in, but do not practice as much as I would like.
So, I began by heading directly to the Cove on my first day off with William and my sister. It was actually super freaking cold that day, so we were only there for about twenty minutes. (My sister wasn’t dressed for the weather, and my fingers were frigid from snapping photos.)
But it was bright, clear, and low-tide, and the dog really loves running amok on the beach.