Wind in your Face?

As Spring rolls through the Seattle area and we get our first glimpses of glorious sunshine and warmer weather, I see an increasing number of convertibles. I always wonder about the practicality of a purchase like that in a region where that car's true potential seems wasted much of the time. But then you cruise down the freeway on a sunny afternoon with the wind in your hair and all seems right with the world. Well that's how I imagine it anyway.

On a recent trip to Bainbridge Island for a hike with Molly and our dog Drifter, we took our canine child on his first ferry ride. He's not much of a stick-your-head-out-the-window dog when we're driving, but he thoroughly enjoyed the deck of the ferry as we crossed to and from Bainbridge. Those vessels move at a good pace and it was a breezy day, which meant a fair amount of wind blowing straight into our dog's face. He drew some odd looks as he positioned his face toward the wind and lived in the moment. A few passengers stopped to take in the sight and chuckle. But Drifter could care less - he was having the time of his life and thoroughly loving it.