Instead of posting another photo of a grey valley, grey sky, and a patch of white where Mount Warning should be in full view, I thought today I would share recent photos of “Tess’s Azalea”.

Our family was blessed to share eleven years of Tess’s life, a faithful friend who brought indescribable joy to our lives.

Eleven is a good age for a Rottweiler. That’s my logical brain – my common sense – talking. Emotionally, I felt wrecked after she left us.

Tess’s place of rest is in our garden, in an area known as the pet’s graveyard, and to mark her place among our other lost furred and feathered friends, I planted an azalea, which flowers in two tones. Tess’s Azalea.

She was a beautiful girl, but don’t just take my word for it … here’s a photo of Tess.