Category Archives: seasons
Cordelia gets hot. It’s true. She roasts like a juicy little shoat hog in the sun. And before anyone accuses me a cruelty for not trimming her luscious, huge coat of hair, let me explain. I used to cut her … Continue reading
During the month since her last post Cordelia’s life has been full of lazy days: Worry and excitement over our move: And, the best part, a visit from her best friend Sparky:
Dogs are very talented. They can always find that one ray of sunshine in an otherwise shady room.
For me, Christmas was… The Christmas Tree, whose branches sheltered me. And delicious Gifts, like these giant lamb bones (d. couldn’t separate the two, so I had to have them both, heartbreaking, yes?). I’m sure I don’t know why I … Continue reading
Early in the morning on Thanksgiving day m. and d. woke me up. After packing the car with a bunch of useless things (wine? it means nothing to me) and a few useful (turkey…of course) we began our trip over … Continue reading
very briefly. Cordelia always seem serene in the snow, as if she is contemplating all the great questions of life or, at the very least, wondering what this stuff is that floats so silently from the sky.