Commentary—Walking the Dog
(Note: This is an article I wrote exactly 20 yeras ago, when Misha and I lived in the mountains about 80 miles north of Prague, where we live now. I hope you enjoy it)
Seems I ought to share my day with you
There are days that just call out for the sharing and this was one of them. We live right in the middle of Europe, in the Czech Republic about 80 miles straight north of Prague, in the mountains that are snugged up against Poland. I pretend to be a writer here and people pretend to take me seriously.
I walked Barkley, our six year old Labrador, late this morning, up along the creek road past our little ski area and on up toward the reservoir. We haven’t been this way for almost a month, our tours instead up past the pension that stands several hundred yards above us, then circling further up and around on the blacktop road. It hasn’t been visible blacktop for months now either, packed snow instead and well plowed, easy to walk.
A good friend asked me just the other day if I wasn’t rea…