Today I walked for an hour with my Granddaughter and our newly rescued dog up a mountain road. The weather was perfect for a fall day, the clouds were pretty and we saw some fantastic views. My granddaughter got a kick out of sitting on a large rock on the way up and then again on the way back down. She smiled, sang, and bounced along, not a care in the world. The dog was as sweet as she could be, walking so nicely that my three-year-old granddaughter had no problem holding the leash the whole time. Later, my husband and I enjoyed a meal out, then watched a gorgeous sunset. My heart is full.