My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Not a sharp, cruel claw, Silken paw, gentle and loving Unconditional, uncomplicated Tender persuasion A soft touch, a warm caress, Stills a troubled heart Empathetic calm when chaos rules Soothing feline lullaby Whispered in the dark Do unto others Bringing peace amidst discord A hushed tranquility Sharing in other’s suffering With sympathy and compassion Do … Continue reading The silken paw
These two - my furry, nuggets of unconditional love - are my always eager hiking companions. They are quick to rush out the door, straining hard against their leashes, taking me along whether I'm ready or not. Hershey, our nearly 8-year-old grandame, a Valentine’s presents from a long-gone high school boyfriend, is the calm to Asta’s amped … Continue reading Hiking companions
She stands at my knee, prancing excitedly like a Lipizzaner on parade. Trying to speak, all she gets out is “gruff, grrrrrufff, gruffff.” I swear she is smiling at me, laughing because I don’t get her joke. I imagine it’s something like, “hurry, Timmy has fallen down the well. Again!” What she’s really asking is … Continue reading Squirrel chaser
Forty pound alarm Blasting at Butt Crack ‘O Dawn There’s no snooze button
We have assigned seats in my house. Our son sits in the chair closest to the fireplace. The Mr. has the chair directly in front of the TV, and I have the right side of the couch, catty-wompus to Mr., so we can share an ottoman. (Our daughter, since being gone so long at college, … Continue reading Seating chart
In the 27 years that the Mister and I have been married, we've had several dogs. Most of which were "supposedly" water dogs. Labradors! They were retrievers, as in retrieving water fowl on duck hunts. Each one of them was deathly afraid of getting wet. Trying to bathe them was an exercise in futility. We got wetter … Continue reading Photo hike: a dog’s eye view
Thin spiral notebook 