Meandering again and it’s not even Monday.
“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…
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