The watchers, Bryn and Willow.//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.jsYeah, so...um...hi.It's been a year plus since I've updated the Lettuce, and that is embarrassing and mortifying and actually...freeing. I have no precedent set, really, anymore. I can talk about whatever I like.So...yeah...hi.I think a bit of catch-up is in order, though that seems to be all I do around here.… Continue reading Lettuce Hard Reboot
Tá mé na hÉireann.So what started out as nostalgic blog reading led me to this post: SP14 Wrap Up which further led me to thinking about why I didn't go to Sandy Paws this year...and why I'm kind of glad.But first, in case you've forgotten who I am because it's been so long since I've posted, I'm… Continue reading I’m so out of the loop I’m a straight line…or a t-plane.
Screaming at the beach is gnome-much fun!Photo Courtesy of K. LazenbyIn its own unique way, Sandy Paws time has come and gone again. We spend weeks on Facebook and in text messages and emails planning and laughing and looking forward to seeing each other. We despair that we only see each other once a year.… Continue reading Sandy Paws Wrap Up or "I told you I’d blog that!"
Clowny's paw print, JekyllIt always amazes me how Sandy Paws is up on me and then is over so fast. I spend all year waiting, anxiously, to see a group of people that in some ways are closer to me than my own family...and like a flash, I blink and I'm on my way back… Continue reading Sandy Paws and other Peaches
“Where are they?” Daisy asked, her question directed at thin air. “And why can’t I see you? I saw Profile before.”“Because we’re all together now,” Jeany said. “Things are different now. Things are changing. But we’re all still watching Mommy and now watching Daddy Simon. You’re the one that has to take care of Mommy… Continue reading For my friend Carla, with all my love…