The rain stopped long enough for this wild view… Yes, those are clouds dipping way down in front of the mountains.

I really should have cynically put the dead bird in a bag and thrown it in the trash bin. Now I can’t stop looking at the spot where I buried it, thinking about it, wondering about it, sad about it. It’s  [more...]

Sometimes, having a chihuahua means keeping your eye on him. This afternoon and evening, Diego had been laying in his basket, bundled up under the blanket with his head hanging out looking forlorn. He hadn’t left  [more...]

Bet you thought I was talking about Iraq. Well, like Mr. Bush, I must make a preemptive strike against a perceived threat: my ex has started a blog. Anyone who reads my thoughts in juxtaposition to his may on occasion  [more...]