Photo by George Dolgikh @ Giftpundits.com on Pexels.com I guess a better question is, what makes you grateful? no, that doesn’t sound right either. Better to tell you what transpired and maybe you will have a better grasp of the question in question. This morning my brother, his wife, and my two sisters met for […]
“When I’m in turmoil, when I can’t think when I’m exhausted and afraid and feeling very, very alone, I go for walks. It’s just one of those things I do.” ―Jim Butcher, American author. 1971 –
I am enjoying one of those weekends with Daisydog.For those new to this blog, or those who may have forgotten, Daisydog is my No 1 grandson’s dog.As is so often the case, James moved on, Daisydog stayed with his parents.And now I have the pleasure of spending occasional weekends minding her when my son and daughter-in-law are away.
Daisydog is getting old and she quite likes walking with me because we walk at the same pace – two elderly ladies out keeping each other company. As soon as I mention the word she takes off to get her collar from the handle of the drawer.
Yesterday, yet another beautiful autumn day, 20℃we…