The Language of Dog

Dark, beautiful, yet vacant eyes, shift focus from the tree behind me to the children playing on the playground to the left of me. She is as small in stature as she is in presence, and yet I am magnetically drawn. But like opposing magnets our bodies reject each other. The closer I try to … Continue reading The Language of Dog

Do as I say, not as I do

This is our last week of summer and DW's parents have come up from Texas to visit . School starts next Tuesday and my in-laws head home as well. We always have a good visit, but it does change our schedule and routine, thus no posts for a couple of days. I decided to steal … Continue reading Do as I say, not as I do

Luna, A Corona, & a side of Salt and Vinegar Chips

The buzz of the garage door dissipates, and I can't help but do a little dance. I feel like a thirteen year old kid who has been left alone for the first time. DW just left to get something manly at Home Depot (peat gravel, I think) and both of the girls are gone. The … Continue reading Luna, A Corona, & a side of Salt and Vinegar Chips