If you walk up to any person who regularly works with animals and ask them, “Do you know about [insert name of animal here]?” they will almost inevitably demur with something that sounds like, “I know a little.” There is a reason for that, and I’m the example. While I started “late” into dogs (19),
Attention: This is a PG-13 post! If paintings of nude people bother you, do not read! It’s about 4:30 on Saturday and all I can think is that I need a nap. I got up this morning and took Key for a long walk. I came back and ate breakfast, then loaded up the car
I suspected the 4th of July weekend might be a hard one for me, so I reached out to some friends and set up my marbling supplies. What could be better for the blue than flicking some paint! Day 1 – Friend After several attempts (other people have families… and lives… and such) I was
So, it’s been a while. I’m not going to apologize because I think you all know my reasons for taking it easy; however, it was a little scary logging onto the site just now and seeing 31,000+ comments (spammers, hard at work). I must remember to check in a LITTLE more often, even when I’m
Seven months was all she wrote*
August marks seven months since Mom’s death, so I’m more than halfway through “the official year”. And because I’m a planner, I’m starting to look ahead to what 2020 might bring. August will also mark what would have been Mom’s 72 birthday. I’m not someone who normally marks that kind of thing, but it does
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