Just another day in heaven.

Have you ever started a day that seemed to be pretty routine, and then found yourself in a little slice of heaven?

This morning was just such a day.

Nuala and I started a morning walk, and instead of our usual stroll through the neighborhood to Forest Hill Park we detoured to the river instead. We walked the four blocks to the Nickle Bridge and dropped down to the river on the Buttermilk bike trail. Once we were at waters edge I took Nuala off leash and cut her loose to sniff to her hearts content. I know she thought she was in heaven! We walked along the river for about half a mile to where the 42nd street overpass is located and boulder hopped out to a shoreline island. We worked our way downstream about 100 yards and came out at a sandy beach in a calm part of the river. Nuala was aching to get into the water so I had her swim out and fetch sticks I'd thrown upstream.

It's hard to imagine that this tranquil little spot is less than 2 miles from city center and all its hustle and bustle.

As I sat there with a soggy and oh so happy puppy, and looked out over the river with its busting at the seams green, flora, and watched a family of geese swim by it was easy to feel very blessed. If all this could be packaged somehow, a man could make a million!