Gardening with Snakie

Looks like I'm gardening, huh?

Cutting away at those pesky weeds...

Not. Seems Mr. Snakey got himself all fouled up in the garden netting. Just like last year. You'd think I'd learn but nooo! My bad.

He's on his way now, just a mite worse for wear...

Easter Weekend With Puppies

Red Sky This Morning

You know what they say- Red sky at morning, sailors take warning...

The view from the back porch of the cabin this morning.

Deer in the Headlights

Upon his return from bowling, Chuckie was aghast to find a newcomer had arrived and was strutting his stuff in front of his women.

In a blind panic, Chuckie froze, unable to do more than stare at the young interloper. Who was this young buck, he wondered? Is this how it all ends? A few good months, a short reign as the king of the harem, and then what, you're yesterday's lunchmeat?

Chuckie's adversary twirled around, his head bobbing this way and that. Faster and faster he twirled. Then, without warning, the young stud suddenly began singing in a high falsetto voice. This was, Chuckie reflected, quite surprising for a lad of such stout stature.

"Tiptoe thru the tulips, through the tulips, with you I'll go, just tiptoe through the tulips with me..."

When the song ended, the stranger bowed low before the astonished crowd.

For a long moment, the girls stared, absolutely transfixed and apparently, too stunned to move.

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But when at last the chorus of feminine giggles erupted, and grew louder and louder with each passing second, Chuckie realized he had nothing to fear.

Holiday Love

The things we do in the name of holiday love...
Diets go out the window and suddenly the urge to bake fattening goodies and pawn them off on others overwhelms us...or rather, overwhelms me... People ask "Are you writing?" And I answer "No, procrastinating...But won't you have a cookie?"

Slipping Away

The thing about moms is- there aren’t always a lot of pictures of them. They’re usually the one taking the pictures.  It was no different with my mom.  Lots of things were different about my mom- but I know she did love me- very much.

And she loved my sister and my brother.

But perhaps even more, she loved our father.

So, just a month and a day short of four years after his death, she joined him. 

While we had almost a year of saying goodbye to Dad, Mom’s final take-off seemed to collapse into a one, short week.  In a way, we’ve been saying goodbye to her for years, maybe even for all of our lives.  For some people the world is just too much- too loud, too demanding, too busy to nurture a shy, fragile, brilliant girl.

When Dad launched I knew he was happy to be on his way to a new adventure. But with Mom, I’m not so sure.  There weren’t as many signs.  She was gone before we knew it- struggling and laboring for days and then, with a small, quick, exhalation, gone.

If You Go Out in the Woods Today…

“If you go out in the woods today
You're sure of a big surprise.
If you go out in the woods today
You'd better go in disguise.
For every bear that ever there was
Will gather there for certain, because
Today's the day the teddy bears have their picnic.”

Lyrics from “The Teddy Bear’s Picnic”

Who knew?  I never got the memo, let alone the invite…