Her face may be a bit grayer these days, but Kolo still delights in playing in the snow. She runs with glee, even with her sore leg. She looks like joy in the clean white. She stops and smells the air, full of animals and possibilities. She is so honest, it is hard not to be totally in love with her.
"I give you this to take with you:
Nothing remains as it was.
If you know this, you can begin again,
with pure joy in the uprooting."
~ Judith Minty, Letters to My Daughters