Ode To Gigi: What Is Love?

Windy, cold, drizzly. I hear the neighbor’s large wind chime. Gong! Gong! FurButt Gigi has remained outside after our morning walk. She’s so sweet. ❤ The other day when I could not drag myself from the couch, so weary was my soul, she would not leave my side. She laid on the floor within paw’sContinue reading “Ode To Gigi: What Is Love?”

Stop, Look, & Listen

A distant train whistle sounds as I sit with tea, FurButt at my slippered feet, and this reminds me of when we lived on Washington in Dunkirk, during the early years of our marriage. Good times. ❤ As Steven refurbishes the lower apartment there now, I can’t help but recall so many memories. Vivid. Visceral.Continue reading “Stop, Look, & Listen”

Holes

Friends, True story: Hubs and I have had the absolute blessing of being raised by five amazing souls. They’re all adults now and adore us, which we’re kinda in shock about since we didn’t get it all “perfect” — which goes to show you that forgiveness, compassion, and a sense of humor go a realContinue reading “Holes”