A couple of days ago I walked over to my neighbor's house to share some of my summer abundance with her. After debating whether to knock or ring the doorbell, I decided on the doorbell. I mean, they have one, and so they probably appreciate that it gets used from time to time. (Ours, on… Continue reading The Summer of Little Knocks
Tag: southern summer
A Walk, A Weeping Willow, and Magical Memories
This evening in the sweltering Georgia heat our Princess and I took Miss Sophie out for her evening constitutional. Many are bidding summer adieu and proclaiming this the last weekend of summer. Yeah, I don't think Georgia got the memo. She's still blazing like a great ball of fire. We walked along with my girl talking… Continue reading A Walk, A Weeping Willow, and Magical Memories
a haiku or two
a fly in my house a thorn in my side, he must GO! it is time NOW my head is hurting brain's discombobulated rest, I'm off to bed (no but really--good night--love to all)
I Might Need A Nap 