I am in here.
Don’t know why I didn’t find Meryl Yourish’s blog before, but perhaps it’s one of those delayed fate things. I would have felt so much better after finding the Easterblogg bit of hatred if I’d found her blog as well. Maybe the universe just needs me to stop cranking so it can let me find … Continue reading new place to go
Saturday night in front of the ice cream store was crowded — not just with people but with dogs. Everyone must take their dog out walking on Saturdays, I guess. I don’t know these things because my dog is still too unmanageable to take her out just for fun. The other dogs would terrify her, … Continue reading Saturday Night
We were in Bloomington, Indiana this morning for the dedication of the Chamtse Long Temple by the Dalai Lama himself. No electronics here in the VIP tent where we get to be up by the stage with a table of snacks at the back. We’re in the front row too. All of the attending clergy … Continue reading the dalai lama
No one came home 1. Max was in bed that morning, pressed against my feet, walking to my pillow to kiss my nose, long and lean with aqua- marine eyes, my sun prince who thought himself my lover. He was cream and golden orange, strong willed, lord of the other cats and his domain. He … Continue reading no one came home
white pebble 