“I suspect she might have heard that crack kills.” In these TV days of political turmoil, climate change, bombings, terror of all makes and models one finds it necessary to circle the […]
Pups and Presence
Reflections
One night this mirror will reflect…but a wall. Spring is upon us…again. Crocus creep out of the soil, I poke out of winter. But the flash is once again before me. Life […]
Thanksgiving at the Shore
Being thankful for me is about simple pleasures. And they are all simple. I came home from a walk with Bailey, ready for dinner. Cheryl had just finished putting beets in a […]
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