Monthly Archives: August 2015

MY DAY: Bailey

   I’ve always been lucky to have some of the most unique, interesting, talented, and wonderful pets.  Sometimes, Bailey’s finer qualities are overlooked by her wiggley exuberance, and the fact that she is still much like a three-month-old puppy. Bailey … Continue reading

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MY DAY: Soccer to Seniors

My Saturday began around 8:00 AM with Harrigan nibbling on my ear.  I finally gave in to her nudging. While eating breakfast on the deck, I spied something white in the yard.  Upon closer investigation I discovered it was a … Continue reading

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MY DAY: Long night, long day

In bed by 3:30 AM. Teaching schedule 95% set up.  Rita was an absolute gem, and kept pushing me along through the process (I don’t think we’ve ever Skyped at 2:30 AM!) Around 7:05 AM, the strange but very familiar … Continue reading

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MY DAY:  Summer winding down

It was a little disheartening to look out my bedroom window to see the parking lot next-door filled with teachers’ cars.  It’s their first day back to school, a major signal summer is coming to an end. While the “back to … Continue reading

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MY DAY: Ford is sworn in

   August 9, 1974.  A president resigned. A new president was sworn in.  The next morning, at their modest Alexandria Virginia home where they returned following the swearing in, Betty Ford, while standing at the stove with a spatula in … Continue reading

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MY DAY: Mornings on the deck

it won’t be long until my mornings, and evenings, on the deck will come to an end as the chillier days of autumn approach. I love listening to the mourning doves who offer their gentle, mournful greeting.  We’ve been blessed with … Continue reading

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MY DAY: “Just My Dog” – poem

I located this poem on Stampers Border Collies, a local business.  It is so touching, and beautiful! Just My Dog by Gene Hill He is my other eyes that can see above the clouds; my other ears that hear above the … Continue reading

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