Day 4: Rebel

The newest addition to our home continues to inspire. She also continues to get so excited she forgets she’s supposed to go to the bathroom outside or on her puppy pad.

Rebel

Day 310: Morning, Dark Roast

Thoroughly enjoying this morning’s coffee. It’s the little things in life, isn’t it?

Morning, Dark Roast

Day 308: Eyes of Wonder

I keep running into scenes, excerpts, and quotes about childish things in adulthood–seeing things as a child sees them, not fearing judgement for what we enjoy, and embracing wonder. I think someone might be trying to tell me something, because the truth is, I struggle with these things.

Eyes of Wonder

Day 243: Morning After

Had a wonderful evening with family last night at one of our favorite restaurants. It’s BYOB and we may have had a tiny bit more to drink than intended. At least me and my bride both did! Oops.

Morning After

Day 224: Our Brains Play Tricks On Us

Realized this morning that I made a typo several weeks ago in my poetry journal with the result that all my days going forward from that typo have been mis-numbered. Oops.

Our Brains Play Tricks On Us

Day 122 & Day 123: A Sunset and Indigestion, Intestinal Rebellion

I’ll allow yesterday’s and the day before’ poems to explain my recent silence.

One definite bright spot amidst all this–I am so glad I was home for this, if for no other reason than because I was able to enjoy a gorgeous waterside sunset with my bride from the comfort of our bedroom. The image heading this post was actually the view from our window.

Sunset and Indigestion

Intestinal Rebellion