Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Call me mom
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I've been mostly 'unplugged' for the past week, hopscotching through America's heartland. We headed north from Texas through Oklahoma for an overnight stop in Kansas at Kenny and Cathy's house (Tom's oldest brother) where we got a 'two-fer'… #4 brother Steve and his girls were there on their way home to Montana from Florida. Cornfields,…
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First choices are the ones with my kids of course… it's not often I have them all together! I love this one of me and Tommy – look at that face! It overwhelms him how much I love him, but he handles it well. I picked this one because it has a bit of the…
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Independence Day took on a new meaning for us today. It's done – Belle's sentence is over, her Cone of Shame gone, as well as her stitches. She's an outside dog again, free to run and jump on Max as much as she wants again, or at least as much as he'll allow. No more…
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I almost went to the Fourth of July parade this morning. If all the kids weren't home, or if at least one of them had been interested in going with me, I would have been sitting there on my usual curb when the heavens opened up and poured (not just rained) at 10am. For once,…
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Their property backs up to ours. We've met them, but don't really know them. They aren't 'easy' neighbors, as in 'easy' to get to. There's a hill, overgrown trails, a barbed wire fence and lots of tree-covered acreage between our house and theirs. We've never socialized and our girls didn't either, although they were near…
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…in an e-collar. Poor Belle. But at least she's home safe and sound and spayed. At first, neither the surgery nor the e-collar slowed her down. She rocketed down the stairs (as fast as you can rocket on a leash) and when I let Max in to see her, she kissed him and jumped on…
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I didn't sleep much last night. My eyes popped open at 1am and Frankie was on my mind, of course. But I woke with the memory of his closed eyes and my own words… "There were no marks on Frankie. No blood." I remembered his time-stiffened body, the dogs greeting us on the porch……
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There's nothing more terrible than finding the lifeless body of something – someone – you love. Frankie didn't meet my car when TG and I pulled up this afternoon, but I thought I heard him answer from the woods when I called his name. I went down to the house, greeted the dogs, gave them…
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My heart is soaring today, straight up into the cloudless summer blue sky. I'm not sure why and I'm not going to question it… when I least expect it the clouds will roll in and cast their shadows, but for now I'm enjoying it. It could be due to the sunshine… we had a few…
Long Hollow 