This morning my dog Alice and I went for a walk. Our luck was good because we managed to catch the Thanksgiving Turkey Trot Parade.

This morning my dog Alice and I went for a walk. Our luck was good because we managed to catch the Thanksgiving Turkey Trot Parade.
Nobody takes notice of frumpy middle-aged women walking old dogs. Magnolia walked down the path through the trees. She thought of the Hawthorne story Young
At 4:00 a.m. in the pre-dawn morning the owls sing their songs like a call and response in their oak forest cathedral. A tiny bat
My morning on my deck in black and white. A calico cat. A black, white, and tan dog. The woods. A raku tile. Some plants.
“I never had a computer, or pumpkin spice lattes, or a cell phone. I had a VCR for about a year. I had a French
Even before the sun came up I could hear the cries of the hawks. Eagles live at the end of the street, but hawks live