at the height of laughter, the universe is flung into a kaleidoscope of new possibilities. ~jean houston Similar posts:recovering & plotting....santa fe seranadethe circus came to town....fool for...
he walked away. this father of eight, walked away. yes, he was a bit bloody and 40 minutes after impact, he still had hand tremors so violent he asked me to take photographs with my phone, but still: he. walked. away. a beautiful morning. too precious for me to rush...
but last week’s vet check-up was not pretty. truman is “fat”. priscilla is not svelte. a soundtrack of shame booms throughout the house. we are headed back to the ranch. priscilla insisted i take a before picture. wish us luck. Similar posts:what...
there’s a new blue box to be had. complete with satin sashes and tissue galore. and baubles to bate one’s breath. making girls swoon globally. *note: these babies were nabbed from my new online obsession. Similar posts:Something shinycurrently...
man she can boil her mama’s blood. nary a lass to nail naughty like my priscilla. she is my high priestess of highjinks. ‘cilla’s latest nonsense involves a box of dryer sheets and a 3 minute lag in supervision. needless to say she {and her internal...
