Friday, November 28, 2014

A Thanksgiving Daisy



Daisy - the most anti bon-vivant dog to ever exist.

It might have something to do with her early life in a puppy mill; the litters they made her bear at an early age and then took to sell.  Or the confinement. But she has trouble letting go and being a dog.

Paranoia and fear make hers a solemn life most of the time... and she doesn't tolerate too much attention or touching.

Though there are times... few and far between... still...

She dances. And runs around with her stuffed toys. And doesn't check 7 times before coming back in the house to make sure the monsters don't follow...

At those times our heart soars for and with her. We wait and watch for those moments, like anticipating a baby's first steps, for they are truly magical.


Sunday, November 23, 2014

Monday, November 17, 2014

Monday, November 10, 2014

Wednesday, November 05, 2014

Hell Has Frozen Over

It's a Republican sweep. Now how did that happen?

Thursday, October 30, 2014

Brewing My Own

Vanilla, that is!  


My hands are not dirty, just full of vanilla from slitting the little buggers before popping them in vodka to marinate for 8 weeks.

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Death Comes to River Oaks

River Oaks

River Oaks, a.k.a. Meadow Glen