I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string.
L.M. Montgomery
I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string.
L.M. Montgomery
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Hiking in the tumbledown of North Cheyenne Creek on the Seven Bridges Trail Sunday morning. Our cheerful threesome among the few souls out before the sun had fully risen. We reveled in air heady with the scent of pine and earth, our laughter punctuated by Chickadee song. Mother Nature, in her usual awe inspiring fashion, made a dazzling display of ice and rock in the rush. The water, to my great amazement, flows voluminously at this time of year, with scarcely any snowfall. How is this even possible? I imagine some cosmic pump thrumming in the depths, lifting water up and up, only to gurgle and sing on down again. How lucky we are that it does and so reliably, too. Yet another marvel of the universe in my own backyard.
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Kindness eases change.
Love quiets fear.
And a sweet and powerful
Positive obsession
Blunts pain,
Diverts rage,
And engages each of us
In the greatest,
The most intense
Of our chosen struggles.
Octavia Butler
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Nature is full of surprises.
Kind people are, too.
Waking up: Open eyes a few minutes before the alarm. Cuddle with hubster. Smell his beard and kiss. Hop out of bed. Go pee and wash up with homemade soap. Let Juniper out of her crate, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle-walk to the back door, where she rockets out to do her business. Prepare her breakfast of half a can of wet food and two scoops of dry. Let her back in the house to gobble, gobble, gobble. Fill puzzle Kong with kibble for her post morning walk treat. Hop back into bed for family cuddles and giggles and ever so many licks from this sweet face.
The evergreen truth.
The leaves were falling like snow…
Joyful Juniper and crazy-ass hair! Ha…
Juniper’s first outing with her socks was a partial success. She walks funny in them, and they don’t stay on terribly well, but they did keep the ice from her toes. You will not be surprised to learn that we are buying her shoes to remedy this. They are not pink, thank goodness. Photos forthwith!!
Happy Halloween!