Living in the Moment
I realized today I have done a fair share of blogging about the weather. I’m not even sure how riveting a dog’s thoughts on the weather are, but (spoiler alert!) I’m about to do it again. It began with...
View ArticleA Deconstructed Ocean
One person’s nonsense is another person’s art. I realized that today as I powered through the puddles in my backyard in a mad dash to catch the group of rabbits who seemed to be throwing some sort of...
View ArticleWhat Lies Inside
A lot happened in my backyard today. After a mysterious three-week hiatus, my neighbor demon dog has returned. It wasn’t a pretty reunion, as he “greeted” me with some pretty intense growling and...
View ArticleMy Love Languages
Love. It sure does happen in a variety of forms. As a puppy I was sure I had all the love I could possibly have in my heart for my mom. She was my provider, my rescuer, my hero, my mom. When I lost...
View ArticleThe Mouse Will Play
I guess it’s called denial. That sense of refusal to acknowledge something we wish wasn’t happening. That’s how I started my day today. The dreaded suitcase was out and I could sense this would be a...
View ArticleA Second Spring
We see clearly but not in every color. We hear a pin drop from one hundred feet away. We can taste the difference between health food and people bacon. The more than 200 million receptor follicles in...
View ArticleA Lesson In Sacrifice
Disgruntled, disheveled and exhausted. Or in other words crabby. That’s how mom came home today from that place called work. Apparently her mood was reflective of the majority of the folks with whom...
View ArticleThe Truth About Garbage
It didn’t end well. This afternoon I decided I was going to do something I’ve never done before. I’ve been plotting it for quite some time, but never had the guts to follow through. I’m not sure what...
View ArticleA Poem From the Ground Up
Joy I thought I knew what it looked like But I had no idea Joy I’m convinced of this one thing that from the ground up it always looks different It did for me Joy Existed when I was with my birth mom...
View ArticleThe Words Themselves
There is this thing about words. In their way they make the world go round. And in other ways, they make the world come to a screeching halt. It’s the kind of parody that can only be in the paradox in...
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