Thirteen years ago, on November 14, 2010, I snapped a few blurry Blackberry photographs (remember those?) of Susan and our Labrador retriever, Griffin. The snapshots were taken beyond the barns, looking west over the meadows we were recovering after decades forgotten, feral, and overgrown.
Griffin thoroughly enjoyed jumping into the small bed for a cruise around the property to inspect Rosslyn’s fields and trails. He took his work seriously, standing at attention, observing everything, keenly looking out for wildlife.