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Walking the dog in the morning is another writing muse.
I walk with no music and only have my mind thinking about writing.
There is a lovely home at the end of the street which has a long driveway lined with trees that are in bloom this time of year, it is a truly peaceful sight.
There was a song back in the sixties by Rufas Thomas call Walking the Dog. Many artists also recorded the song. I think about that song sometimes while walking.
The walk benefits both the dog and the person who is holding the leash.
I have two neighbors who walk the dog leach-less; it makes it look like the dog is walking the humans.
The early morning air smell so fresh, especially after a night’s rain. The smell of fresh blossoms on the trees and the colors of both white and pink. Iris and daffodils are also blooming this time of year.
Sounds of the birds in the trees, some birds answering others, some sound like they are singing as though they are part of a symphony with a conductor.
There are several lots throughout the neighborhood where a home was never built, and that…
