‘R.I.P “Brown Dog” ‘
Pictured, a cross on a tree, beside a country road I walked along in the Hokianga this week.
Who, or what, “Brown Dog” was, I do not know.
But he, she, or it is remembered, and missed.
The identity of the one who is gone has been bugging me.
In posting this, I may not be rid of the uncertainty, but I may just get some peace…