Golden tree walking the dog
Having a dog is a commitment. You saddle yourself with responsibilities. But you also benefit from the companionship, unconditional love, and moments of comedy (because dogs are, unlike cats, quite dumb at times).
One of the things I like about having a dog is that you simply have to walk it, twice a day. It's a huge commitment, but without the dog, you just wouldn't do it. Indeed, when I walk without a dog I feel a bit strange. A dog legitimizes a lengthy walk alone in the countryside. If you do this sort of thing without a dog people think you are nuts.
This morning I took this picture of a small oak tree that looked golden in the low-trajectory sunlight. You'd miss a lot if you weren't out walking at odd times. It's good thinking time, and when you are doing a job like this you need thinking time to keep yourself fresh.