Almost a half of a year together with my dog, and I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m more of a cat person than I am a dog person. I feel a little bad saying that, but it’s true. Compared to cats, dogs are ridiculously high-maintenance. Sure, they do some goofy and funny things and…
In Search of a Subject
“Where your next chapter begins.” That was the subject line of Lisa’s email from Hawk Ranch. Her email continued: “Picture yourself among a cluster of trees that sway gently in the breeze. Look past the lush, green backdrop to our beautiful pond….” Reading this opening, I’m left questioning the effectiveness of an email marketing campaign…
The Seasons Change on a Monday
Joe was a little drunk and ogled every woman that passed by. He loves it when they wear dresses. His royal blue safari style fishing hat with the sides rolled up was too small for his head. His hair hung down on the sides, straw colored and unkempt. He had thick, almost goggle like glasses,…
Not an Adult
Today I recognize (because celebrate is probably too strong a word) another trip around the sun. It’s strange to be as old as I am and still not quite feel like an adult… or somehow feel like I’m less of an adult than other people my age. It’s not that I feel childish or immature,…
A Few Things Worth Attending to
I like sitting and doing nothing. I’ve had a mental theme running through my head for the better part of the morning: “a world of little urgency / a world of lesser urgency” Even though it’s early August, the weather is downright autumnal. It’s in the low 50s and the sun is shining. I have…
Minding the Sun(day)
Starting the month on a Sunday feels like an opportunity to once again try to find a groove, or build momentum, or, or, or… I’ve had the type of weekend I think I’ve been longing for. I’ve exercised, walked, sat at a coffee shop, went to see a band, bought fresh, local produce at a…
Miss Your Rain
Last night, sitting in the grass listening to music, I met and talked to a woman whose name I forget. It was something Nordic like Ingrid or Greta. She had a very Nordic / Scandinavian look – by which I mean slender build, blond hair, blue eyes. She was with her husband who might have…
Greed
For a few days, the sunrise was eerie and spectacular. The wildfire haze in the atmosphere had created an orange glow with essentially no corona. The other night the moon was almost full and for a brief while I drove home on a straight road heading towards the silhouette mountains with a big moon overhead….
Resource Guarding
I have a good dog. He’s cute and loyal and fairly obedient. He can be a goof. When he zooms around the house, he does an excellent impression of a bull in a china shop. Every week he seems to open up a bit more and show more of his personality. This past week he’s…
WingFest
On Thursday night, under the fading light of dusk, I sat listening to music at an outdoor show / wingfest. There were probably a few hundred people at the concert. The lines for everything (especially the wings) were long. About half-way through the event they started running out of the good beer. I don’t think…
Savannah
To date, most of my trips down south have been on the grittier side of travel. There have been hikes in the Smokies and rural Virginia, as well as trips to Memphis and Clarksdale for delta blues, bbq, and what always feels like something slow and of the soil. This past week I took a…
Carefree Sparkle and Fade
My parents have been visiting this week – well two of the four of them. The intention was for them to help out (be around) as contractors came to pour a concrete slab and then an HVAC company would come and replace the AC unit. It’s been hot and crowded (compared to what I’m accustomed…