Zena*: Morning walk
Zena*: Morning sun just appearing
Zena*: Frosted berries
Zena*: Hello morning sun!
Zena*: Island lodge
Zena*: Morning!
Zena*: Our dog Rufus on a fine and frosty morn and the heat coming off him!
Zena*: Withered.
Zena*: Hiding from harsh elements.
Zena*: Snow filled days.
Zena*: I do believe...
Zena*: Little boy blue eyes
Zena*: Rufus eating snow
Zena*: Christmas Eve
Zena*: Best friends.
Zena*: Week 3/52