Thought disturbing night Polluted light permeates deep conversation.
In between trying to keep my house clean-er (with 5 dogs? Pleeeez), tending to the Vizsla Mutt, writing books, and doing part-time work, I try to sleep. The importance of differentiating between “Go”… Continue reading
Ever have one of those weeks where you’re 2 brain cells away from comatose? I’m talking about the kind of week where someone could say, “Listen carefully, your life depends upon it,” and… Continue reading
Dry deserted thoughts. Roots beg for fertile soil touching barren rock.
Yes, it’s 3am again. Time to coax the dogs outside to use the “facilities.” What a beautiful night! The full moon reflects off the chem trail over my house as it drifts ever… Continue reading
Stretch of heavy sprawl Flower spread unreachable Laundering my dreams
2 Haiku for you while cramping legs relaxing, dogs another day. 1, Fat White dog resting bony poundage on my leg cramps body, numbs sleep. 2. One foot of… Continue reading
Nothing makes you appreciate winter in Florida better than another March snowstorm in Canada with highs hovering around freezing. Nothing makes you appreciate summer in the Rocky Mountains better than walking out… Continue reading
4am wake-up mutt of the day: Fat white dog (FWD) drank water then shook it off her face while standing with her face next to mine. Bleah!. I first met FWD when… Continue reading
This is how the Vizsla Mutt slept last night: This is what was left for my feet: There was about 10 inches of bed remaining (but they snore so pretty when they’re happy).