“It’s Bea, she’s real sick” I heard a shake in his voice, an air of concern I had never heard before as I was driving north on I-25 about ten miles from my exit. I was stunned and as I … Continue reading
I’m going to take this blog to meta territory and deconstruct a text message? Um…no…thank goodness but I am going to gush a little. Poor Beatrice she must have been far from home when the storm hit because usually … Continue reading
I’m becoming more patient. Trust me, it’s long over due and I’m not Gandhi. I was cajoled as a child for being impatient. I was that kid twitching and sighing dramatically when I had to wait for something. My kids … Continue reading
The first day of spring found me almost fully recovered from my airplane cold aka “Germ Tube Plague” with energy to burn. I managed to run all the errands that had gone fallow that week before I drove to the middle of … Continue reading
That New Boyfriend teases me about Beatrice’s behavior and how she won’t walk into the pasture with me. It’s clear Bea adores me but the old girl literally sits down just on the other side of the fence and won’t follow … Continue reading
I love watching Beatrice the dog from a distance. Her nose down and tail up as she sniffs and moves across the very wide expanse of pasture surrounding the house and outbuildings at the ranch in the middle of the … Continue reading
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I blog about a month in advance and I’ve been working on other writing projects so I’m getting mildly burned out with a full time job and writing almost as many hours each week. I had four days left to … Continue reading