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I sat on a wrought iron bench, with flowered cushions, on John’s deck and watched Baxter, my rambunctious terrier dash about the yard in great..

It’s September 4, 2021 and we head out I 5 North, connecting with 503 towards Cougar, Washington. We pass through tree tunnels, where trees be..

Our latest adventure, August 29, 2021

Do You Love Me? I haven’t heard the words, though we’ve been together two years now. I know you were hesitant, after l..

For dog lovers out there

for those of you who prefer gloomy weather like me

I finger comb my shampooed silver/brown hair and curly strands attach themselves to my digits, which I shake off onto my hardwood floor, wher..

Cedar, You were scared and skinny when they adopted you from the dog rescue shelter. You trembled when they swept the floor and yo..

I wrote this last fall after moving from Idaho to Washington

I wrote this a couple years ago when visiting my son.