Each time we go out, the world is open and free; it offers itself so graciously to our hearts, to create something new and wholesome for it each day. — John O-Donohue, “Eternal Echoes” I hear that having a vast number of interests is not that unusual for a writer. It’s part of the attraction of…
At what point Do we Stop enjoying Eying with wonder A seed split open A shoot rising Out of the earth Or fungus Springing out of Recycled coffee grounds? At what point Do we become So sophisticated That nothing amazes Makes us blink in surprise At what point Are we no longer allowed To be…
Both dogs went to the vet this morning. Java just needed a heartworm test and to get her nails clipped (as long as we were there). Latte had her third round of puppy shots, plus Bordatella because I hope to put Latte in doggy daycare a couple days a week starting next week. That should…
The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful. — E.E. Cummings, poet (1894-1962) Such crazy weather this summer — lots of rain, sticky hot, then shiveringly cool, knock-you-over winds that come out of nowhere, then sunshine, blue skies and peace. Here’s a sample of clouds from last Thursday where the weather wasn’t quite sure what it wanted…
I know you’ve just been holding your breath for this — news on my deck status. If you don’t remember exactly what I’m talking about, well, perhaps you should consider taking some Ginko Jiloba. Wait, that doesn’t sound right. Okay, so I can’t remember what it’s called. Anyway, here’s a refresher. The deck work started…
Yes, I can certainly tell that it’s almost Halloween. The gremlins are out and they seem to have something against my mailbox about this time every year. Although, it’s not just me. All the way down the road, there were other dented mailboxes and some must have been knocked clean off as they were bungy-corded…
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Nice to see the Brew Babies and enjoy your poem…
Latte looks so big in that picture! Now I need hot chocolate…..
I want to hold Latte and just feel the warmth of her sturdy little body. Nice post Maery:-)
Oh man, just missing the sunsets has been the story of my week! The sun doesn’t wait for those who are late!!!!
I enjoyed your poetry and photos!
Sounds like a perfectly beautiful wet autumn day. Love your sweet pups!
Wonderful post..love seeing the dogs 🙂