Walking...

Yesterday I decided to go for a walk with one of the 7 dogs on the farm. It took us somthing like two hours but it felt much longer. Up on that hill it was so dead. Everything felt lonely and like nobody has been there for a while. There was no wind and no sound, only the breathing of my dog and my boots on the wet ground. After every turn of the path we were walking on I thought "let's go to the next turn, just to the next turn, I wanna see what it looks like". Obviously my dog thought the same, he was so motivated to go further and further. After every turn there was another. Until we got to the end of that path. But we were not on top of the hill yet. So I decided - and Banks too - that we go to the top. When we were there, suddenly I was scared. I knew we couldn't get lost there but I was still afraid that it could happen. The clouds crept up the hill in front of us, dark and frightening. So we turned abound, the dark clouds always in our back. When we were almost home it started raining. I had to find the hole back through the fence cause there is no straight way up that hill. Fences and locked gates everywhere. We had to crawl under a fence to get to the other side - which wasn't a problem for Banks but for me it was a bit more difficult. Finally back home Banks and I both were really tired but we had a good walk with a very nice view. See for yourself.